I Once Was Black but Now I’m … White?

When I’m in my car, I usually listen to National Public Radio. That’s quite a transformation for a man who once saw KISS, Willie Nelson, and Prince all in the same year – BUT … and I paraphrase … “Those without sin cast the first 8-track.”

Honestly, over the years I’ve found that listening to Classical Music is the best way to not only control road rage — but to actually enjoy driving. Therefore, I listen to NPR stations a lot. If you’re accustomed to the same, you know that sometimes you might tune in and they are playing the most fabulous hits of the Classical Music World – Like the greatest hits of Mozart, Bach, and, oh, Garrison Keillor. You know … for some reason, their programming just seems extra heavenly on that particular day! Then, if not before, you hear the voice that’s asking for money … donations … That’s right, it’s that time of year again … Fund raising.

No, this Podcast is not about money, but it could be. In fact, money is a little less painful topic than the subject of this week’s subject on the Orthodixie Podcast.

Are you ready?

Forgiveness.

Forgiveness.

Also, come closer … I don’t want to upset anyone here … I’m also going to talk about a man who was part of a gang, a murderer … and he was …

BLACK!

And no, I don’t mean he was African-American … This was long before there was a country called America … and, essentially, I’m not really talking just about skin color here …

Listen to the Orthodixie Podcast on Ancient Faith Radio.

Image Source: The roof of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem, where Ethiopians maintain the only presence by black people in Christianity’s holiest shrine.