My friend Margaret Ernst offers a provocative Holy Week reflection this week on our podcast.   Give it a listen.

White Jesus has a familiar place in all of our souls.

That place where we’ve learned that religion
should be about a false peace rather than a true justice,
The places that have taught us to despise our bodies, and creation,
and that certain bodies are meant to be used;

The places where we’ve internalized an idea of Christian love
that is as flaccid as week-old Valentine’s Day flowers
Half off at Kroger;

Christian love that only loves the image of the self;
false love, that in its collective narcissism,
decapitates all.