“The Gospel According to Whiteness”
They painted Christ with porcelain skin—
soft hands, blue eyes, and
a jawline chiseled like Manifest Destiny.
Hung Him in the chapel
beside the Confederate flag
and called it holy.
out back behind the steeple.
Prayed in tongues,
then used them
to bless the rope that swung
like a pendulum
from trees still weeping.
This is not Christianity.
This is colonialism with a cross.
This is genocide in a choir robe.
This is white nationalism
draped in scripture
like a wolf in stolen wool.
They preach a Jesus
who speaks only English,
votes straight MAGA,
and builds walls
instead of breaking bread.
But the Christ I know
washed brown feet,
not with power,
but with water and humility.
He did not ride into Jerusalem
on a war horse—
He came on a borrowed donkey,
not a tank, not a platform.
He fed the poor
without checking papers.
He healed the sick
without billing insurance.
He welcomed children,
women, lepers,
and every “unclean” thing
they still try to erase.
White Christian nationalism
loves a savior
who won’t challenge them.
They cherry-pick the red letters
but skip the part
about the rich man and the needle.
Skip the part
about loving your neighbor
when your neighbor looks
like the enemy
you created in your mirror.
They claim persecution
when a Starbucks cup is plain.
But stayed silent
when Black churches burned.
They cry “woke” “cancel culture”
when statues fall,
but not when bodies do.
Christ didn’t storm the Capitol.
He flipped the tables
in the temple of greed.
He didn’t chant,
“God, guns, and Trump.”
He wept.
He weeps still.
Because this—
this empire of fear
built on stolen land
and slave labor
and Scripture twisted
into nooses and laws—
this is not the kingdom of God.
This is the golden calf
wearing a Make America Great Again hat.
And the prophets warned us:
you cannot serve
both God and whiteness.
So tear down your idols.
Your white Jesus.
Your blood-soaked trump Bible.
And meet the Christ
who broke bread with the outcast,
not the empire.
Meet the Christ
who never belonged to Caesar—
but was crucified by him.
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