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| I'm Sorry! |
As a Caucasian male-American I pretty much came out of the
womb feeling ashamed. Oppression, racism, misogyny, KKK, The Trail of Tears, etc.,
etc.… appear to be way too much for a white man in America to rise above.
I have come to terms with the fact there will never be a
college fund, a month, or a liberation movement in honor of my
race…and I’m perfectly OK with that. I will say that perhaps they could see
fit to give us white males some random Tuesday once every decade for posterity
sake. I would even volunteer to be the face of this movement where people could
come out, tip their hat, shake their fist, or even throw rocks and garbage at
me. I feel it is a small price to pay for the sake of future generations; plus
I’ve always wanted to be a martyr for some sort of cause.
Being ashamed for past atrocities committed by my race, gender,
and nationality, is a bit different than being sorry for my own past
transgressions. Looking back, I probably should have started feeling ashamed of
myself back in the mid-80’s. Most of these transgressions involved my clothing attire, but I
guess back then ignorance was bliss. In my 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade school
pictures, I can be seen wearing the same deep-V velour sweater. And for this
I’m truly sorry and ashamed. I’m also sorry for my hip, casual summer-wear shown in
the picture to the right---->(that's my angry sister
with me). I also feel the pangs of shame past like the time I got punched
out at the roller rink, by a disgruntled heavy-set girl, who I apparently
knocked over while skating. In my defense I was wearing skates! I’m also sorry
for parachute pants, shoe skates, and Rick Astley (though I do believe he is
English).
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| Sorry about this too! |
I did not become a Christian until I was in my thirties, and
when that happened it seemed that I inherited a whole bunch of new stuff to be
ashamed about. Over the years I have been very empathetic to those who have
been abused and disenfranchised by so called "Christianity" (because I too was a
victim at an early age). But recently I have come to the point of wondering:
Can
apologies really lead to apologetics? I’m also wondering whether Christians
have given up so much ground apologizing that we no longer have any ground to
stand on?
