While I sat among you, black and somewhat urban: An open letter to the sheep of my church

denIt was almost a year ago. Pastor and his family went out of town for fall break. It was almost a year ago when most of the people of the Boro went out of town for fall break. It was almost a year ago when Charles Grant Jr., black and urban church partnerships of Lifeway spoke at our church. I know this because his words reminded me of the moment our Father called me to speak his words to them. I know this because I did a bit of research on Mr. Grant and registered for a women’s conference at Simeon Baptist Church. Although unable to attend, I did register by e-mail. It was almost a year ago when our Pastor asked the church body to consider a partnership with the black and urban church. It was almost a year ago you said no. Please note when you said no to them you said no to me for I am black and somewhat urban.

But here’s the thing,

I know you don’t see me as black.

Here’s the thing,

I know you love me with all of your heart. And you I love.

Here’s the thing and I need for you to get this in the core of the all of you.

You love me because you know me. You really know me. 

When love is present, fear is not.

But one day last fall you openly refused to know more folks, family and friends …

just like me … while I sat among you.

One day last fall you openly refused to look like the community where the church is.

 … while I sat among you.

Please know I hold no thing against you and my only son remains.

The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:9