In the book, A Rhythm of Prayer: A Collection of Meditations for Renewal, there is a prayer called “Prayer of a Weary Black Woman” that asks God to “help me to hate white people.”
Please help me to hate white people. Or at least to want to hate them. At least, I want to stop caring about them, individually and collectively. I want to stop caring about their misguided, racist souls, to stop believing that they can be better, that they can stop being racist.
The book, published in February, was a New York Times bestseller.
The offending prayer was written by Chanequa Walker-Barnes, Ph.D. According to her bio, she is a “theologian and psychologist” and “her mission is to serve as a catalyst for healing, justice, and reconciliation.” …
The whole prayer is a hateful screed against white people, and even specifically calls out “Fox News-loving, Trump-supporting voters.”
My prayer is that you would help me to hate the other white people—you know, the nice ones. The Fox News-loving, Trump-supporting voters who “don’t see color” but who make thinly veiled racist comments about “those people.” The people who are happy to have me over for dinner but alert the neighborhood watch anytime an unrecognized person of color passes their house.
Lord, if you can’t make me hate them, at least spare me from their perennial gaslighting, whitemansplaining, and white woman tears. …
How does something like this get published and make the New York Times bestsellers list? Imagine if there was a daily prayer in there that began “Dear God, Please help me to hate black people.” There would be outrage — and justifiably so.
Like frogs in warming water. Just today I found several of these anti-white racism stories.