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Minnesota Annual Conference: White Woman Weeping

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"White women tears are especially potent and extra salty because they are attached to the symbol of femininity. These tears are pouring out from the eyes of the one chosen to be the prototype of womanhood; the woman who has been painted as helpless against the whims of the world. The one who gets the most protection in a world that does a shitty job overall of cherishing women. The mothers, sisters, daughters and aunties of the world’s biggest bullies (white men). But the truth is, white women have been bullies themselves because they’ve been the shadows behind the white men who get all the blame. They have been doing much of the subjugation in white supremacy without any of the accountability, because: innocent white woman is a caricature many have chosen to embrace, even subconsciously. Why? Because it shields them from consequences. We talk about toxic masculinity but there is toxicity in wielding femininity in this way. The Damsel in Distress reveling is real. Alice

Minnesota Annual Conference: Step to the Music

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"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."   (Henry David Thoreau, Walden ) Day 1:   Wii Polo: Did You Find Them Dancing in the House of the Lord? One of my greatest joys at Annual Conferences are the worship services. They have been, for me, times to feel the spirit moving and binding us together -- in the proclamations and in the music. Annual Conference 2019 disappointed me in the music. In fact, t he music leader verbally expressed almost a contempt for contemporary Christian songs.  And I was looking forward to returning to church with some new songs for our church's worship experience. The first disappointment was on Day 1 when we were promised international music; but only two -- maybe three -- songs even approached international: "Marching in the Light of God" and one whose title I don't know. There was