I have an easier time imagining seas parting than I do families forgiving each other when there have been generations of intractable resentment. That the book of Genesis chooses to end on exactly this miracle - divisions erased, a family reunited - says something about the priorities of its God.

If we can give credence to stories we may not identify with, consider the value of ideas we do not subscribe to, and offer compassion instead of defensiveness when confronted, I think we can steward the ministry of reconciliation that Christ entrusts us with.  Postures of self-preservation and defensiveness allow racism to thrive, whereas humility empowers us to draw near to one another in love, and prepares us for the work of justice.

Only eight years ago, as I began reading accounts of Christians from different ethnic and economic backgrounds, did I begin seriously examining where my faith was rooted in Scripture, and where it was rooted in capitalism and nationalism bolstered by a handful of de-contextualized Bible verses. The relationship between the evangelical church and the Trump administration, and the strange fruit this relationship has produced, has made this self-examination more painful, and more urgent.