between the world and me (intro)

There are certain books I don’t always want to read, but I find that I need to read.

Ta-Nehisi Coates’ Between the World and Me is one of them.


I don’t want to read about my privilege as a white person, but I need to read about the privilege I was born into, a privilege based solely on the color of my skin.

I don’t want to read about continued injustice toward the black community, but I need to open my eyes to the problem I’ve been able to faithfully ignore for a good portion of my life.

And I don’t want to read about the problems my mixed race sons will someday face, simply because their skin is a darker color than some of their peers. I don’t want to think about what wearing a hoodie or walking down a dark street at night might mean to them, and I certainly don’t want to even begin to think about statistics of death and imprisonment that continue to claim the lives of too many black men.

I don’t want to think about any of these things, but I can’t avoid these thoughts any longer.I can’t continue to believe that racial justice, reconciliation and shalom isn’t my problem because I’m not a person of color.

“It is so easy to look away,” writes Coates, “to live with the fruits of our history and to ignore the great evil done in all of our names.” (p. 8)

Because as I feel like I’ve been learning lately, ” … injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.”

This post has only just begun, of course. Every once in awhile I write for She Love Magazine’s Red Couch Book Club, and it just so happens that this is our book of the month (and the book I was asked to write an introduction for). Click here to read the rest of the post and join in this very, very important discussion. 

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