Race & Trauma Several years ago my wife and I went through a painful and traumatizing experience in our ministry, and it took me a long time to begin to bounce back. For years afterwards I struggled with depression. In fact, it took me about 3 years, I’d say, even...
I don’t remember all the specifics about my first experience When I Recognized Race, but I remember the effect that it had on my young soul. I was a first-grader in a majority white elementary school, and my experience happened during Black History Month. Now, I don’t...
I was born in Guadalajara, Mexico. In 1996, when I was four years old, my family moved to an immigrant community north of Chicago that is nicknamed “Little Mexico.” Immediately after coming to America I learned that my family was treated differently not just because...
If She Can’t Use Your Comb… The phone rang. One of my parents answered it and said, “Chrys, it’s for you.” Elly, a white girl from school, was on the line. After we shyly exchanged a handful of words, we both said our goodbyes and hung up. My 9-year-old face was...
“This is unbiblical.” For Christians, this statement is the ultimate conversation stopper. We understand the Scriptures to be the final word. Jesus taught that the Scriptures cannot be broken (John 10:35). He quoted the Old Testament as binding and instructing...
