Of all the powder keg issues, this is the one that potentially brings the most glory to God.
During the height of McCarthyism, all you needed to be recognized as a communist was for someone to call you one.
Similarly, these days the label of “racist,” which used to be serious and meaningful, has now become little more than a vague insult, like calling someone a “Philistine,” a “Commie,” or a “Nazi.” You could add to that list “booger head” or “poopy pants,” and “racist” would carry about the same force as any one of them. The over-application of a term is sure to land it in the dustbin.
The point is we seem to have lost our way in the midst of interracial squabbling and settling scores. Even among Christians, a nearly idolatrous focus has occurred, settling upon skin color, and we seem to have forgotten God’s intentions for race itself.
“After this I looked,…