Kristin Lee Kristin Lee

Dismantling Legacy

It grieves me that the media photos of protestors outside of the Supreme Court depicted Blacks and Asians, screaming at one another. Our fight is not with each other. As an Asian American Christian, I’m compelled to delineate what Harvard and my faith have taught me about how the world works versus how God’s divine economy works.

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Our Stories Dr. Paul Youngbin Kim Our Stories Dr. Paul Youngbin Kim

Creatively Narrating the Stories of Multiracial Individuals: A Conversation with Becky White

My own bitterness towards the Korean society and culture followed me for a long time. I hope I can relieve my fellow mixed Koreans of that same bitterness by providing the words to help us understand ourselves. Perhaps this isn’t explicitly a “Christian” tenet  wrapped neatly in a Bible verse; but everything I do, I hope it may be founded in the honest and joyful love of Christ.

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Faith & Theology Julie Yeeun Kim Faith & Theology Julie Yeeun Kim

Gifts of the Asian American Church

Perhaps we have been content to be spectators in our own homes, mimickers of our neighbors, and borrowers of their blessings. And I wonder: What would it take to make us care? If our resignation is learned behavior, a consequence of our unique structural disadvantages, how can we unlearn it and become brave?

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Justice & Culture Dorcas Cheng-Tozun Justice & Culture Dorcas Cheng-Tozun

Not All Social Justice Advocates March

Over the years, trying to emulate my peers and my social justice heroes—Martin Luther King, Mother Teresa, Óscar Romero, and others—led me to burnout again and again. Each episode of burnout was worse than the last, until I found myself in bed, debilitatingly depressed, unable to work and barely able to function, for almost a year. I finally began to understand that I was following the way of other people more than the way of the cross. 

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Series Sherene Joseph Series Sherene Joseph

When Code Switching is Not Enough

I was a stranger in the country, which had been home for so many years. People had moved on, and I was no longer a little child. My friends were no longer there, and my parents had a new routine as empty nesters. I had become more South Indian than they wanted me to be, and they found my new habits different. I had learned to move adeptly between two cultures, but I was neither here nor there. 

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Series Michael Stalcup Series Michael Stalcup

Loving

Dad, a white man born in Kansas—
grew up in a time when plenty
folks who looked like them
were not allowed to wed,

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Series Naomi K. Lu Series Naomi K. Lu

To Bless My Chinese Self

I felt that I existed as a series of masks, appearing as others wanted me to, but without any sense of who I actually was. I waded through a depressive fog, wondering if there was any hope to feel at peace in the body that felt so foreign to me. 

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