I remember my mother telling me that Christians, real ones, were not
racially prejudiced. Perhaps when she said it she really thought so.
Personal experiences, mine and others, suggest that what we think we
believe and what we really believe dont always match, especially when
it comes to interracial marriage.
My husband, Eric, and I were invited to a friends wedding in
Bolingbrook, a fairly wealthy Chicago suburb. As we mingled with the
crowd entering the sanctuary, I tried to ignore the stares and
whispers. And when we greeted those in the receiving line, I watched a
woman flinch and withdraw her white hand from my black one. I made a
quick powder room stop and while there, talked about fingernail polish
with a friendly redhead. Meanwhile, Eric went to the reception hall
and located a table with two empty chairs. The four couples already
seated assured him there was plenty of room. When I arrived, Eric
gallantly pulled out my chair for me. Was it my imagination, the
slight hush? As we sat down, all eight people at the table got up and
reseated themselves elsewhere. Eric and I sat alone in the crowded
room while I asked myself if this could really be happening.
I cant believe it! How rude! said a loud and irate voice from
across the room. It was the redhead Id met earlier. You come sit
over here with us! She grandly led us to her table overflowing with a
raucous but friendly crew. They made us feel welcome and accepted.
In 1970, only 1.5 out of every one thousand marriages in the United
States were between blacks and whites; by 1990, the figure was 4 out
of every one thousand marriages.[1] Surveys conducted by the National
Opinion Research Center of the University of Chicago have indicated
that tolerance for interracial relationships is increasing. In 1972,
39 percent of whites said that interracial marriages should be
illegal; by 1991, the number had dropped to 17 percent. Acceptance of
interracial marriage is higher among blacks, but by no means
universal. In 1980, 20 percent of blacks thought that interracial
marriages should be banned; by 1991, the figure had dropped to 7
percent.
Though the statistics seem to indicate that interracial marriage is
becoming more acceptable for both blacks and whites, down in the
neighborhoods where the social rubber meets the road things are not so
ideal. In Jean Elsters When Violence Hits Home, she relates a
frightening incident.
Jean and her husband, Bill, had moved into an inner-city
neighborhood in Detroit while Bill was pastoring a church located
about a mile away. When that ministry ended they decided to stay in
the neighborhood. Given the nature of our marriagehe is white; I
am African Americanit was important to us that, though the
residents were primarily black, there was still some ethnic diversity
among the inhabitants of this area.
On their way home one evening, a car drove by and then stopped a
few yards in front of them. As the driver began to back up they pulled
their children behind them. The man spoke to Jean, Are those your
children? They continued walking and the car matched their pace. Is
that your husband? Bill responded for her, asking the man how he
could help him. The driver interrupted him, Im not talking to you,
Im talking to your wife.
The driver got out of his car. My Lord, Jean prayed quietly,
dont let this man have a gun. A heavy fist landed on Bills jaw.
This is what I think of white men who marry black women!
The children were screaming as I rushed to scoop Isaac up in my
arms and hug Elizabeths face to my chest. The man strode back to his
car and drove away while Bill lay sprawled on the cement, blood
streaming from his face, his eyeglass frames knocked off, the glass
within these frames broken and shattered.
After Bill got up and helped his wife calm the children, the
Elsters knelt down and prayed for their attacker. We prayed that the
hate within him would be healed and that he would repent. The longer
we prayed, the calmer the children became. We were not afraid; we did
not want revenge. Later that night, in the emergency room, the cut
required seventeen stitches.
Some listeners ask, after hearing our story, Was he black or
white? And, we answer, Bills attacker was black. But our family
understands, and you understand, that hate knows no color.[2]
But could Christians be so prejudiced? Cornerstone undertook an
informal survey of its own, calling pastors from our Chicago
inner-city neighborhood and some Chicago suburbs. We contacted between
five to ten churches in each of fifteen different denominations,
asking the following seven questions:
1. Are the majority of the members of your church/parish born-again
Christians according to the Scriptures? (Matt. 22:37-40; Mark 8:34-73;
Luke 24:44-48; 1 John 2:22-25)
2. What is the racial/cultural makeup of the majority of your
congregation?
3. What percentage of the members of your church are from a
different race or ethnic background? (European, Asian, Native
American, African American, Other)
4. If a (insert churchs smallest racial percentage represented)
became a member of your church, would cross-racial dating be
discouraged? Why or why not?
5. Does your church have any interracially married couples?
6. Which statement do you most agree with?
a. The Bible teaches the races should remain separate.
b. The Bible allows and has demonstrated interracial marriages.
c. The Bible is silent on the subject of racially mixed marriages.
7. What biblical support do you find for your answers?
The study included predominately black, white, and Hispanic
churches. A few churches we contacted were racially and culturally
blended. Of the pastors who completed the survey, all clergymen, with
the exception of one, believed the majority of their members to be
born-again believers.
Most of the respondents claimed one to three interracially married
couples in their congregations. Only one pastor believed that the
Bible teaches the races should remain separate. He responded, Mixed
marriages are an abomination! Most supported the belief that the
Bible allows and has provided examples of interracial marriages. It
would appear, at least from our probing, that most believers are
open to interracial relationships, at least in theory. In fact, as
Martin Luther King once noted, in America Sunday morning has often
been called the most segregated hour of the week.
Some Christians openly teach racial separation. We believe that
God made races as they are. He made black people. He made yellow
people. He made white people. We believe God intends for those
distinctions to remain. Thats not racist.[3] These words capsulize
the racial theology of Bob Jones University, a fundamentalist school
in Greenville, South Carolina. Bob Jones lost its tax-exempt status in
part due to its public statement that upholds and maintains a policy
openly discouraging interracial relationships and supporting racial
separation.
Sociologist George Yancey writes in The Bible and Interracial
Relationships: The argument that the Bible condemns interracial
relationships can be simplified in three basic arguments. The first is
represented in the . . . statement made by Bob Jones [University].
. . . Adherents to this argument point out the story of the tower of
Babel (Gen. 11:1-9) to support Gods will that the races remain
separate.[4] A more careful reading of this passage would note the
separation was made by differing languages, not races. The teaching on
Genesis 11, according to the Bob Jones hermeneutic, should contend
that learning a new language is sinful.
A second argument uses the Old Testament prohibition against
Israelites marrying Gentiles (Deut. 7:3, 1 Kings 11:2, Neh. 13:25).
Proponents of this view point out that such intermarriages even
affected the success or failure of the nation. Yancey counters by
saying, God is not trying to avoid having an impure race, but rather
an impure faith.[5] The New Testament verse Do not be yoked together
with unbelievers (2 Cor. 6:14) underscores Yanceys point.
In the Old Testament God apparently displayed disgust toward those
who criticized Moses interracial marriage to an Ethiopian woman.
When Miriam, Moses sister, questioned the rightness of his marriage,
she was struck white with leprosy (Num. 12). It is hard to miss the
irony.
When people of the nations were willing to worship the God of
Israel, they were accepted without discrimination as to skin color.
The Semites of the Bible were surrounded by Cushite (Ethiopian)
neighbors to the south, Asiatic neighbors to the east, and Caucasian
neighbors to the west. Religiously speaking, the Caucasians were as
Gentile to the Jews as were the Ethiopians. Naomis Moabite
daughter-in-law Ruth was committed to Israels Jehovah, which
validated her acceptance among the Jews. Of course, Ruth was a part of
the lineage from Adam through David to Jesus. In the New Testament,
Paul taught that Jesus had broken down the barrier between Jew and
Gentile, spending his whole ministry with the nations around Israel.
Yancey urges us to remember that the ties of Christianity bind
Christians together no matter what their racial origin.[6]
Interracial marriage is not only not forbidden in the Scriptures, we
should note that such unions can have a positive value in being a
reaffirmation of Gods desire to tear down barriers of hatred and
mistrust that have developed between the races.[7]
Mistaken doctrines like the Bob Jones theology concerning race are
to be expected in a fallen world. Biblical ambiguity is not caused
because God was not clear in His revelation. Biblical ambiguity exists
because biblical interpreters are men, subject to fallen passions and
prejudices. The theology of racial separation creates a hierarchy of
skin color that God never intended. Do any of the racial separation
theologians hold their position because the other race is better
than theirs and intermarriage would make them feel inferior?
Jesus said that tying a millstone around ones neck and being
dropped into the depths of the sea was better than what awaits those
who cause an innocent one to stumble. When wrong doctrine causes the
innocent to fall, it is a serious matter. Though some patience ought
to be shown the racist, Christians must publicly distance themselves
from racist theory disguised in biblical language.
The following letter, appearing in a 1995 issue of Interrace
Magazine, reveals one young person struggling with such hypocrisy.
I am a devout Christian. Growing up, my parents taught me
there is no distinction between Jew and Greek; the same
Lord is Lord of all and bestows His riches upon all who call
upon Him. (Rom. 10:12) However, they encouraged me to marry
a Christian. I am white and the man I love is a Christian
who happens to be black. My parents, although they have
never met my boyfriend, are against our relationship. They
claim our interracial relationship disgraces them and God.
I am uncomfortable disagreeing with my parents openly.
And I do not want to hurt them intentionally, but I have
found no evidence in the Bible to support their claim. And
the pastors I have spoken to have been unable to help me.[8]
Most Christians dont subscribe to racist theory. Yet why is it
that parents, relatives, and friends so often respond negatively to a
persons interest in someone of another race? How does one account for
this discrepancy between belief and practice? Oftentimes peoples
opinions change when the issue comes home. Suddenly abstract social
opinion becomes a family matter. Hypocrite is a hard name to apply
to oneself. Are we brave enough to look inward, asking if the name
fits?
When I began, I mentioned what my mama said. But that wasnt all
the story, because she said something else I need to pass on. I had
called her to break the news about my relationship to Eric. Whats
he look like? she asked. Hes six feet tall, blue eyes -- She
angrily slammed down the phone, but not before exclaiming, Dont
bring him here! I was hurt and disappointed.
Erics mother was also upset with us, but chose to talk with me
about it. Im having a hard time with this black/white thing. Hows
your family taking it? When I told her they werent even speaking to
me, she grew quiet, then wondered aloud if she should write my mother.
Eric and I continued plans for our marriage. Then, to our complete
astonishment, our mothers had a surprise birthday party for Ericat
my mothers house! Though there were some sharp questions from both
our fathers (shades of Guess Whos Coming to Dinner?), we found our
relationship being cautiously accepted. Erics mother, it turned out,
had written mine and said in part: I know my son loves your daughter
very much. . . . As much as I hate to admit it, the Lord has been
showing me that I have harbored bigotry in my heart. I know that is
wrong. My own mothers heart responded to those words!
Sixteen years after my wedding day, both our families are close to
us. We realize that it was the Lord who worked in our families lives.
Five years ago, Erics mother went to be with the Lord after a final
bout with cancer. But her ability as a white woman to confront the
racism in her own heart is a testimony to Gods reality. She faced the
truth about herself and, in reaching out to my mother, brought about
racial reconciliation for us all. Like my mama told me, real
Christians arent racially prejudiced. Or, if they are . . . they have
to deal with it.
Sidebar: "A Very Incomplete
History on Black/White Romance in America"
First published in Cornerstone (ISSN 0275-2743),
Vol. 26, Issue 111 (1997), p. 24-26, 28
© 1997 Cornerstone Communications, Inc.
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