Born into Diversity

My dad was fairer than my mum. I mean in complexion. I and my siblings have no uniform complexions too, and each of us has a mind of his/her own. Yet, we have a common ground. We are family! That’s not all. In my extended family, we had three kitchens. Whenever we visit home during the festive periods, our little compound turned into a beautiful pond of kids of all sorts. By the way we paired ourselves, it was hard to distinguish our mothers sometimes. And you know what – we all had 3 by 3 round of meals. That’s … Continue reading Born into Diversity

The Delight of Diversity

One of the most wonderful things I find in this naming of God as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit is its affirmation that there is an intrinsic plurality to good ness. Just hold on to that, all right? Good ness isn’t sameness. Goodness, to be goodness, needs contrast and tension, not perfect uniformity. If Father, Son, and Holy Spirit are all God yet clearly different, and we embrace this differentiation, resisting the temptation to blend them into some kind of amorphous blob, then there are at least three shapes to pure goodness. (And of course, probably more.) God’s goal, it seems to … Continue reading The Delight of Diversity