On this day I am thankful, among many, many other things, for one thing in particular:
That Jesus Christ came to this earth as a baby of no status or privilege, incarnating himself into a broken world and peacefully loving all of humanity to Him, even though many didn’t, and don’t, want to believe.
I am also thankful for Jesus brutally dying on the cross, that my sins are forgiven because I believe in an unchanging God who longs to flood this world and all humanity with redemption and reconciliation to Himself, and to each other.
With that said, on this thankful day of Thanksgiving, I am thankful for what Jesus did so I, as a white man a part of the dominant culture that has given me extraordinary privilege for doing nothing other than being birthed into a powerful socially constructed group of people, can sincerely apologize for:
Raping and pillaging the Indians, the thing that created this holiday; and using the death of Christ for the cultural sins of slavery, colonization, the crusades, racism, sexism and anything else that holds others captive because they are not like the dominant culture of the day.
I’m sorry. And I’m thankful I believe in a God who is bigger than all of my people’s sins committed on behalf of Him.