I learned, however, that converting to this form of Christianity meant that I needed to convert, more or less, to the white dominant culture. If I wanted to belong to this group of Christians and make this church my home, I needed the self-discipline to put on whiteface if I desired to remain consistent with my church’s conservative worldviews and theology. In effect, I learned to define my faith and myself through the eyes of white supremacy, regardless as to how loving and sincere the oppressors appeared.
