Where do you run when the only person you can turn to is White Jesus? I could not breathe. I could not sing another damn song about joy. I didn’t know it then, but I was fellowshipping with the 81% of white evangelicals who voted for Donald Trump, and there was leaven in the bread.18 How could they be so oblivious to the issue at hand? How could they not see it? Why did they argue with me so much about it? Why did I have to calm down? They were convinced all those who had been killed had done something wrong, something to deserve being gunned down like beasts with no family, no future, and no
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