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An Honest Look at the History of Racism in Education

An Honest Look at the History of Racism in Education

Education is a polarizing topic. Ask any member of your church what they think about education, and they likely have a different answer and solution. It’s what makes Christian freedom so glorious—we can worship together with different views on tertiary issues. But in...
When I Recognized Race: Danya Karina Albright

When I Recognized Race: Danya Karina Albright

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...
Two Ways to Avoid Slander

Two Ways to Avoid Slander

“Attribute to an antagonist no opinion he does not own, though it be a necessary consequence” [1]. This is a principle of Christian disagreement taught by Archibald Alexander, a professor many years ago at Princeton Seminary. I wish it was taught everywhere. With that...
When I Recognized Race: Danya Karina Albright

When I Recognized Race: Chrys Jones

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...
Election Special: Conviction is Not the Problem

Election Special: Conviction is Not the Problem

I don’t need to tell you it’s election day. The most contentious election season of my lifetime is coming to an end. Many will vote today. I voted weeks ago. I put a lot of time, thought, and prayer into filling out my ballot. I wouldn’t have mailed it unless I was...
When I Recognized Race: Danya Karina Albright

When I Recognized Race: Nate Brooks

What do you do when two impossibilities collide? This was my dilemma fifteen years ago while sitting in class at my conservative Christian university before I recognized race. Our normally boisterous class began on a somber note as our Hispanic professor recounted his...