Thoughts from a Recovering Racist
This is an issue that is so important, and we need to have conversations about, if we are going to heal the wounds inflicted by our ancestors.
Originally posted on Joshuathroneburg's Blog:
I grew up white, not just in the color of my skin, but in the culture of my youth. My wife and I call it “super-white”. I was raised in a small farm town in Illinois – white family, white friends, white people at my church, white teachers, white kids in my classes, white players on my sports teams, white players on the teams I played against – WHITE!
My parents are amazing and did well to raise my brother and I as unprejudiced as possible, but that background is a large obstacle when it comes to issues of race.
But I didn’t see it that way. For many years I was convinced that, in spite of my monochromatic background, I was still able to see race issues clearly and with a balanced perspective. And most certainly, I would never have classified myself as a racist.
I was wrong.
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