Saw the story below recently told. It, of course, harkens “back in the day” of the civil rights movement.
There was a Southern Protestant minister who was working in his church during the racial desegregation of the schools, culture, and to his parishioners’ horror, churches.
Church lady: I don’t see why things can’t stay the way they have been–whites go to our church, and blacks have theirs. I mean, it doesn’t harm anyone. It’s the way it’s always been, separate but equal. This is our special space–I just don’t want to be that close to them, you know? I just don’t understand why you want to invite blacks to our church.
Pastor: Well, ma’am, I just want to keep some folks from going to hell.
Church lady: Oh, well, I don’t want them to go to hell!
Pastor: I wasn’t talking about them.
Now, revisit the story and consider those who may be on the margins of the church- Hispanics… Gays… Youth and Young Adults. We still have a way to go…