Christianity Is Not “White”

by truenorthsaf

A minor story in the news as of late has been the decision of a backbench Conservative MP from British Columbia to resign due to “cyberbullying” he had received over his Christian faith. The truly interesting thing about this story has been the degree to which it has been treated as a non-story. Admittedly, MP James Lunney was hardly a prominent member of the government (indeed I had not even heard his name in more than passing circumstance until I encountered a story on his resignation buried in the backpages of the National Post), but I still found myself pondering the question on whether circumstances had been different, had this instead been an incident of an MP of another religion resigning, there would have been quite so subdued a response?

And the answer is undoubtedly less. Had this involved an MP who had been Jewish or Hindu or (heaven forbid) Muslim, the outcry would have been deafening. How dare people belittle and mock someone’s religious beliefs and in doing so trample on their Charter rights to freedom of religious expression! How dare such intolerance occur in our tolerant society! And on and on the hullabaloo would go.

Why is there this discrepancy then? In theory our ever so lauded charter protects all the religions the same. In practice, however, the usual collection of suspects on the left who make it their business to defend the religious practices of everyone under the sun (no matter how heinous or backward they may at times be) make a great glaring exception when that religion happens to be Christianity. The reason, in my opinion, is the fact that the left associates Christianity with the majority and therefore seems to feel it is not in need of defending.

Putting aside the reverse racism of double standards that this attitude represents, it is also entirely untrue. I was not born and raised to be particularly religious. My mum is a lapsed Catholic and my father is a cultural Jew, so religion never had much presence in my family as I grew up. As a youngster I admit I shared the perception of Christians that our dear cretins on the left hold, that they were a bunch of old white people with blue rinsed hair. My home town had three or four churches, each commanding a congregation of about a dozen or so individual of whom the median age was seventy nine.  What else is to be expected though? Go out into small-town anywhere and practically the entire population is just old white people. There’s no youth and diversity to the congregation of Hicksville Presbyterian Church because there’s no youth and diversity in Hicksville itself. Yet the perception lives on.

But this perception is not in fact the reality of Christianity today. Were you (or any of our fine, sneering lefty children of the Enlightenment) to visit the Church I attend presently they would find that the reality of the congregation would shatter that false stereotype instantly. For one, the congregation is not old. Sure, old people attend, but so people of all ages. Secondly, those assembled are not overwhelmingly white. Indeed I would argue that white congregants form the minority in most urban Churches these days. At my Church you will find Filipinos, Koreans, Latin Americans, and people hailing from all four corners of Africa. There are families. There are children. There are rich people. There are poor people.

Christianity is not the bastion of upper-class white elitists it is made out to be. It is a Faith that encompasses people from all walks of life and all backgrounds. Indeed, the atheism of Dawkins and the modern day left is very much something that is a luxury only the affluent and secure can afford. Go to the margins of society, those who are truly downtrodden, and very often faith in the salvation and love promised by Our Lord Jesus Christ is all that they have.

So to every advocate of the minority, the poor, and the lost who reserves his condemnation over the attacks Christianity suffers on a daily basis all I can say is this. Shame. Shame on you and your hypocrisy.

And in the spirit of Easter, I forgive you.