by Rabbi Nancy Fuchs-Kreimer, Ph.D. for MultifaithWorld.org
I recently had the occasion to speak at a prayer
breakfast organized by the Philadelphia chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha, the first
African American, inter-collegiate, Greek-letter fraternity, founded in 1906.
APA has become an important national organization, and this event was to honor
the memory of Reverend Canon Thomas Wilson Logan Sr. the oldest serving
African-American priest in the Episcopal Church, USA who died last year at the
age of 100. The brothers of the Rho chapter were establishing a scholarship fund
in honor of Father Logan, as APA has become a philanthropic, as well as service
and activism organization.
It was my great honor to be part of the “warm up acts”
that preceded the keynote speaker, the Reverend James Forbes, Jr.
Newsweek named Reverend
Forbes one of the twelve most effective preachers in the English language,
providing just one of many titles, prizes and honorary degrees the minister has
collected over a long career. Although my expectations were high, Forbes’ sermon
exceeded them. In addition to brilliance, wit and warmth, the man radiated
genuine kindness and humility.
Among the pleasures of the morning was getting to hear
my colleague Reverend Dr. Wil Gafney of the Lutheran Theological Seminary of
Philadelphia give a stirring meditation on the Biblical heroine Deborah. Wil had
the good grace to post her words on her blog here and I recommend them to you.
That said, you really had to hear Wil’s delivery to fully experience the power
of her teaching. I am planning to avail myself of the next opportunity to hear
Wil preach.
My own
words for the occasion were far from notable. What was memorable for me was the
experience of being in a large, very full room, and realizing I was the only
white person there. (The only other interfaith invitee was an imam and he was
black.) I am used to being a religious minority---the token Jew among a group of
Christians---but being a racial minority was an unfamiliar experience. When the
speaker before me mentioned the phrase “white lady,” I startled. In just another
minute, I would be rising to deliver my words. I don’t think of myself as a
“white lady,” but there it was, and there I was.
I realized then the
burden of being a token in a society that is, despite claims to the contrary,
very far from post-racial. I opened by saying “And now a word from the White
Lady.” I added, in a phrase that I don’t believe I have ever used before, having
heard it that morning from another speaker, “Lord, have mercy.” Fortunately, the
audience laughed with me.
There is always so much to learn. As President Obama
said in Jerusalem just last week, it is imperative to try, whenever we possibly
can, to see how the world looks from someone else’s eyes.
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