So, on facebook I asked the question: Was Jesus black or white?
I got so many answers. Everything from copper, gold, brown, all colors, and even … translucent. But, one comment made it off of facebook and found itself on this blog. Can you believe it. And now… the comment and my response.
Erica J.: Your question kinda disturbed me a bit and i took my dog on a run to ponder your question. For most of my run i just kept thinking, ‘i’m curious what the blind man sitting at Jesus’ feet would say if he was asked what color Jesus was, he wasn’t Looking for Jesus and he found him.’But towards the end of my run, my mind started looking from a odd perspective.. i thought who puts a woman in a stable to have a baby, i don’t care how full the Inn was!! Who puts a woman in a stable, a barn? Another woman would because she had birthed and knew how hard it was. Maybe Mary wasn’t the right color of brown, maybe she was alabaster brown and not the right color. Maybe Joseph & Mary were different colors and that just wouldn’t be allowed in the Inn! One reason to be hidden away. And sorry for the language here but we are painting a picture, what if Jesus was a half breed, that would make it even harder to make it in the world, in the middle east. Maybe God unified black & white so to speak to humble us all, to blend and shape our minds to see past the physical. Because i’m pretty sure the blind man has no clue what color he is.
Shawn.: The way to this brother’s heart is “writing”. Wonderful, wonderful. Thoughtful writing is evidence of a person’s ability to look at life in reverse. Then, with the medium of their own experience, they paint what they see. And as you have paralleled – weather on purpose or not , but I think you know – today, looking back to SEE the color of this man who has continually turned the world upside down since His birth, we are the ones who are blind. BUT… what blinds us are the photos and movies that show Him as history clearly SHOWS he is not.
These are the kinds of answers – like yours – that I am looking for with all these questions I ask. You know who I am. And you know that, for me – a white American man from the South who has been deeply affected by race – for me to say, “I am convinced that the historical man Jesus was a black Ethiopian Jew. Not brown, not olive skinned, but BLACK and leathery.” You can see how I might say, Christianity looks a little different to me than to someone else… like, let’s say, most American churches.
Just imagine a desert living, dust encrusted, nomadic, and culturally ancient man. We cannot comprehend what a 33-year-old male, aged by incredibly difficult desert living would look like. We are too far removed. However, there are still tribes in Ethiopia – Jews that can trace their roots back to the tribe of Levi – that live like this today. Very close to the earth.
To say this. To believe this. Then say that I love this man. That I desire to be where He is. And, believe that I would die to prove it. His face pulls at my soul. Not just because I am saved by what He did for me on the cross. But, because who this man is, the real Jesus. Not the one Hollywood shows us. The real Jesus crushes every idea I have of my own prejudices, cleanliness, right living, and compassion.As I mentioned in another comment. When they called Jesus a Nazarene, it was the same as the racist, bigoted, slang for African American’s: “Nigger.”
And, as far as us being shocked at being born in a stable. I don’t believe it was anything out of the ordinary for these people. It could have been a luxury for Mary & Joseph. It shocks us, because we just can’t even imagine it. The most comfortable Mary could have been, would have been in her own tents, on the sands of the desert, surrounded by sheep. Remember, they were traveling to Bethlehem for a census.
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