How Shall We Remember: Discerning the Role of Asian American Christians in the Black American Struggle for Justice and Freedom
Scripture Reading: Lamentations 1:7-11
Introduction:
One of the deep shames of America’s underbelly has been its long-enduring legacy of racism primarily against people of black and brown skin. And when we look back historically, such instances are much easier to identify, because they’re easier to point out. For instance, we can point to the transatlantic slave trade; the dehumanization of black bodies upon auctioning blocks and lynching trees; the forced labor of African slaves across Southern plantations; the laws of racial segregation; the discriminatory housing practices among poor urban populations, and so forth. For us, it’s easy to look back on these things and see them as being clearly motivated by racial prejudice, because we know such practices were explicitly justified on the basis of race.
Yet now that racial discrimination is no longer technically legal, many people have come to assume that racism, by and large, has also died along with it. But if recent events have taught us nothing else, it’s that racism is still very much alive and well. In her book, The New Jim Crow, Michelle Alexander writes that because we live in an era where “it is no longer socially permissible to use race, explicitly, as a justification for discrimination,” what we’ve done is we’ve found other ways to do so.[1]Nowadays, it is under the guise of the criminal justice system, which unevenly targets and convicts African Americans as a way to legalize and legitimize, once again, old forms of discrimination.[2] So, it’s not that racial discrimination ever went away, but rather it’s merely been redesigned and repackaged in a more cunning fashion.[3]
Of course, Asian-Americans know something of racial discrimination as well. We have the Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882, the Japanese internment camps of the second World War, the terrorization of Chinese Americans during the Cold War, and more recently the public assaults made against Asian-Americans because of covid-19. Now, to be clear, the point is not to compare the Asian American experience with that of the Black American experience. Rather, the point is to say that given our common experience of racial discrimination you would think that there would be more unity between Asian and Black Americans in their ongoing struggle. But here’s the thing: If we believe such a solidarity should exist, then how is it possible that an Asian-American police officer can be so quiet and calm while a white police officer presses his knee into George Floyd’s neck for nearly nine minutes? That’s the crucial question confronting every Asian-American right now.
The simple answer is that Asian-Americans have been oppressed themselves, but they’ve been oppressed in such a way so as to be pitted against people of color.[4] Let me explain. Now we’ve all heard the Asian stereotypes, namely, that Asian-Americans are smart, law-abiding citizens, who generally excel in the fields of science and math, go to prestigious universities, achieve high degrees of success, and have stable marriages and incomes.[5] But the fact of the matter is that that narrative didn’t just come out of nowhere.
Otherwise known as the ‘model minority myth,’ it was crafted towards the latter half of the twentieth century as a way for white policymakers to deal with the new wave of Asian immigrants, and by dressing us up in this narrative it set out to accomplish two things.[6] First, to keep the influx of Asian immigrants in line with the predominant white culture, and second to hold up Asian success as a deflection shield against Black Americans, so that they would see their failings as their own fault and no fault of the system.[7] And here’s the sad thing about all of this. It’s that to some degree or another, whether we realize it or not, we’ve all bought into this narrative, and because of that it has harmfully shaped how we relate to people of color.
So, do you see? If the oppression of Black Americans is based upon the forces of whiteness working against them, then the oppression of Asian Americans is based upon the forces of whiteness assimilating us into becoming one of them.[8] That is why Asian-Americans in particular have a much harder time recognizing their own oppression, because we don’t see it as oppression but as our benefit, and that is precisely why that Asian-American police officer had absolutely no problem with just standing idly by. But it goes beyond him, doesn’t it? Because every time we look at those disturbing images, we have to ask ourselves, “Would that’ve been me? And moreover, is that me right now? Calloused and indifferent to what black people are going through.”
As important as it is for us to be aware of these things, I don’t say these things merely to give us a history or sociology lesson. Rather, I recount these things to show us how the Black American experience is deeply intertwined with our own. As Asian-Americans, our history and our experiences afford us vast resources for greater levels of empathy. Yet, we are not just Asian-Americans, are we? We are also Christians, and because we are Christians we have the moral obligation to do more than just stand idly by (Matt. 22:36-40). Thus, the challenge we are presented with is not simply participating in the joint struggle for justice and freedom, but it’s also the challenge of simultaneously undoing the false narratives of assimilation that tempt us to believe that we have no part in the sufferings of Black Americans. So, how do we go about doing this?
In this morning’s passage, we see that it is by learning to remember, but doing so in and through the form of biblical lament. You see, how we relate and how we enter into the sufferings of others depends largely on how we go about remembering, and what that suggests is that our memories are never just that, memories. Rather, memories are shaped and defined by the narratives we select as well as the narratives that get imposed upon us, like the model minority myth. So, what we’re doing this morning is we’re doing nothing less than asking God to sanctify our memories, and it’s in light of that that I now offer us these three main points: 1) what we should remember; 2) how we should remember; and 3) redeeming what we remember.
What Should We Remember:
When I was at Yale, I was trained under a secular Jewish professor for my studies in the Old Testament, and in one of the lectures my professor was making the argument as to why the bible was generally unreliable. Who are the ones who write history? They are the victors. And because the victors are the ones who write history we know their accounts are unreliable. They embellish key events, they twist important facts for the sake of being remembered in a favorable light, and more importantly they leave out the voices and perspectives of those who are suffering. That was his core argument.[9]
And for the most part, I actually agreed with what he was saying. If that’s how certain histories were being written, then indeed we shouldn’t trust those histories, or, at most, we should only take them with a grain of salt. But to say that the bible was unreliable for that reason, it made me wonder whether he had read the bible at all. Of course, that’s not to say we don’t find instances of victors recording their moments of victory throughout scripture. Only that if you really think about it, the bible is not being written by winners, but it’s actually being written by losers. Just look at the book of Lamentations. And so, if we’re assessing the truthfulness of scripture by that standard alone, it would seem to be the case that the bible is actually true. But that’s not really the point I want to make here. What I’m trying to say is that the professor’s overall point is well taken, namely, that if we want to know what’s true, then we have to listen to the voices of the marginalized and the oppressed.
And in Lamentations 1:7, we hear such voices. It says, “Jerusalem remembers in the days of her affliction and wandering all the precious things that were hers from days of old. When her people fell into the hand of the foe, and there was none to help her, her foes gloated over her; they mocked at her downfall.” What are they doing here? They are remembering the things that they’ve had to endure, and the things that have caused them to suffer. And by doing so, they are refusing to relinquish the truth of their identity as God’s people. So, too, what this passage is pointing out to us is that if we are going to see the dignity of the suffering, know the truth of what’s going on in our world today, and do something about it, then we have to remember what it is that our black brothers and sisters have not only gone through in the past, but are currently going through in the present moment.
The theologian, James Cone, poignantly once said, “Truth cannot be separated from the people’s struggle and the hopes and dreams that arise from that struggle.”[10] What he’s saying, in other words, is that truth is found not beyond but amongst the voices that are being crushed under the weight of racism and sin, which means when we hear people voicing their struggles we cannot turn away. You see, in John 14:6, Jesus says, “I am the truth.” And because Jesus is the truth that means it is through the voices of the oppressed that Christ is speaking to us and asking us, “Do you see me in them? Do you see how I’m suffering? What are you going to do about it?”
And so, what we need to be remembering these days is not what we hear on the media, nor the narratives being pushed upon us by people in positions of power. But rather, we need to remember what the victors would prefer us not to remember. We need to remember the long history of racism within our country. We need to remember that our country was not founded upon some moral and philosophical ideals, but rather the blood poured out by our black brothers and sisters. We need to remember their pain and their drowned-out voices, and in this way remember Jesus.[11] Because it is through such remembrance that God empowers us to effect change.
How Should We Remember:
One of the major difficulties in recalling the pain of others, as well as the pain of our own lives, is that we’re not just remembering the painful moments themselves, but we’re also feeling the pain of what we remember. And for that reason, we tend to deal with it in either one of three ways. The first way is we suppress the memories. We try and forget what happened because remembering such things causes us too much discomfort.[12] The second way is we remember masochistically. Remembering masochistically is taking painful memories and viewing ourselves in light of them. For example, if someone called you stupid, you take that memory, and you start to believe that that’s what you are. The third way then is remembering sadistically, which takes painful memories and uses them as a justification for hate and revenge against wrongdoers.[13]
Now, in Micah 6:8, it asks us, “What does the Lord require of you?” And it says, “To do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with our God.” And so, if we take justice seriously as the Lord commands, then we’ll notice that there are some glaring issues with these ways of remembering. For instance, it is unjust to forget the atrocities that people commit against us and others, because you are then letting them go free when they should be held accountable. It is unjust to chain our identities “to the injuries we have suffered,” because then our self-perception is being warped by lies.[14] And it is unjust to let evil spread in our hearts like cancer by allowing hate to dominate us.
Generally speaking, I think we, Asian-Americans, tend to struggle with mainly the first two ways of remembering. We either forgive and forget, or we internalize those injuries and make them a part of who we are. And for me, writing this sermon was difficult in part because so much of it was an exercise in remembering what I had tried so hard to forget. Growing up in a predominantly white suburban neighborhood, and going to predominantly white public schools, the racist remarks hurled at me by peers, and yes even teachers, never seemed to end. One of the things I dreaded the most was riding the school bus, because I couldn’t make it to school without someone calling me an oriental, a chink, or without someone making ‘Chinese eyes’ at me. In my head, I said these things aren’t worth remembering because I’m sure they’re only joking. And for others, I told myself they probably just mean them as terms of endearment. And so, I suppressed the memories.
But when it came to hurtful things I couldn’t forget, I internalized them, which then began to shape how I saw myself. For example, friends so often commented on our smelly Korean dinners, and they so often mocked my parents’ Korean accent, that I never really questioned their comments, but I just grew up assuming that these things were worth being ashamed of. And looking back, it hurts me so deeply when I think about how my parents knew their son was ashamed of them. Of course, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t call them out on it, because then I would be ‘that guy’. So, I just had to assimilate, keep my mouth shut, and be what they wanted me to be.
If justice requires us to remember our pain, rather than suppress or internalize pain, then how do we go about doing so without letting it turn into hatred, or without letting it crush us all over again?[15] And moreover, how do we obey Jesus’ command to love our enemies even in our memories? Well, if we look at vv.8-9, we’re shown how: “Jerusalem sinned grievously therefore she became filthy…,” and “[h]er uncleanness was in her skirts…” Here, we’re given a window into what it means to remember in and through lament, and why that’s important. You see, lament not only remembers the sins of others, but it’s honest about the sins within our own hearts. Through lament, God helps us to be honest about both things, so that we do not downplay our sufferings, while not demonizing the people who have caused us pain or have made us feel lesser than.
Remembering through the shape of lament also reminds us that we worship a God who is an impartial judge (Rom. 2:12-16). Therefore, we have to constantly ask ourselves: What does it mean for us to remember our evildoers in the way we ask God to remember us in our own evildoing?[16] Indeed, we ask God to remember us in light of grace and not judgment, but why don’t we do this for others? Jesus says, “Just as I have loved you, so you must love one another” (John 13:34). Which means remembering the wrongs that need to be condemned, but also remembering the wrongdoers as people worth receiving the same grace that we have received. That is what God’s justice is, and that’s what we see being displayed for us through the cross of Jesus: condemning the sin within the sinner, while working to restore and reconcile the sinner himself back to God.[17]
Redeeming What We Remember:
So, it’s not just what we remember, and how we remember, but it’s also redeeming what we remember, because only if our memories are redeemed can we then go about doing the first two things. But what does that mean exactly? In short, it means standing within the truthfulness of our injured memories and asking God to meet us there with his healing and restoration. And we see this exact thing happening in a couple of places within our passage. In v.9, for instance, it says, “Her uncleanness was in her skirts; she took no thought of her future; therefore her fall is terrible; she has no comforter. ‘O Lord, behold my affliction!’” And then in v.11, “All her people groan… they trade their treasures for food to revive their strength. ‘Look, O Lord, and see, for I am despised.’”
The problem of therapy is that it often encourages victims to rewrite their memories, or to put a spin on traumatic events, as a way to help them cope.[18] And that’s kind of what I was doing when I dismissed those racist remarks as mere jokes, even though I clearly received them as disparaging insults and was deeply wounded by them. But as we’ve just seen, that is precisely what God does not allow us to do. The captives of Babylon do not give themselves false meaning by rewriting the script. Instead, they are truthful about what’s been done to them, and they are truthful about their own sins, because they know that that’s where God meets them, and that’s where they meet God. You see, rewritten memories may help us cope, but rewritten memories can never be redeemed, because they’re not based on reality.
Now, if God did not meet us in the pain of our injured memories, then we might have reason to resort to superficial coping mechanisms. But it’s precisely because God doesn’t do that that we can remember truthfully without being driven to despair or violence. And that’s what the gospel is about. It tells us that our stories of racial discrimination and our memories of past injustice do not define who we are at the deepest level. The gospel reveals to us that in Jesus we are not defined by how human beings mistreat us, but rather we are defined by how God saves us; that we are not defined by ignorance and hate, but rather by God’s truth and love.[19] That doesn’t mean the pain of our memories go away, only that we are given the grace to remember that we are more than what we suffer.[20]
However, it doesn’t end there. Our memories are not redeemed unless we also allow God to gather what we’ve suffered, that is, as individuals and as a people, and to use them towards his restorative ends of healing and justice. One of the ways God does this is by drawing us into deeper levels of empathy.[21] That is, by truthfully remembering our own experiences of racial discrimination, as well as the historical sufferings of our own people in America, we give these things to God, so that by doing so we are able to step inside the sufferings of others in more intimate ways.[22] But here’s the other thing. That can’t happen apart from relationships. If we are going to come alongside our black brothers and sisters, and help them heal during this time, then we need to have friendships and relationships with them. We need to be present, and we need to hear their stories.
Yet, at the same time, if we are going to come alongside our black brothers and sisters in their struggle for justice, we have to do so by not allowing our own injured memories to envelop us with darkness; otherwise, we’ll only be tempted to encourage more violence and hate. This is why we have to constantly go back to Christ. So, as we see Christ in them, it should also be the around way around. They should be seeing Christ in us, by seeing us as people who genuinely care about their lives and their deep sufferings. And not only that, but they should be seeing Christ in us as we continue to help them see what we’ve been shown in Christ, namely, that they are more than what they suffer, that they are supremely loved by God, and that in Jesus they can find true hope and freedom.
Indeed, what the world needs right now isn’t more violence and bloodshed, but the healing power of the cross and the hope of racial reconciliation, and by virtue of our own unique Asian-American past I strongly believe that God has truly positioned us to play a unique part in all of that. But if only some of us would awaken from the slumber of indifference and apathy… Yet, it’s precisely because we don’t want to be – and cannot be – indifferent and apathetic to everything that’s going on, we have to learn how to remember rightly once again. And again, so much of that crucial work is in refusing to let the false narratives, which pit Asians against Blacks and Blacks against Asians, from bleeding into our lives. That is the crucial work we have got to do, but cannot hope to do unless we’ve been given sincere humility by way of God’s grace. Among all the other things we ought to be praying for at this time, sincere humility should be at the top of the list.
Conclusion:
As Christians who so happen to be Asian-Americans, indeed, this is our task, and this is where we must begin. Calvary, let us hear and remember the voices of the suffering and the oppressed; let us be truthful and loving in memory as it relates to our own unique pains and experiences; and, by doing so, let us ask the Lord to draw us deeper into empathy and deeper into the heart of the struggle of Black Americans, so that we, too, can participate in what the Spirit of God is doing in and through them, as they fight not only for freedom and justice, but also the very basic thing we call breath. Amen.
[1] Michelle Alexander, The New Jim Crow (New York: The New Press, 2012), 2.
[2] “Criminal Justice Fact Sheet,” NAACP, accessed June 18, 2020, https://www.naacp.org/criminal-justice-fact-sheet/. Studies show that African Americans are incarcerated at more than five times the rate of white people.
[3] Alexander, The New Jim Crow, 2.
[4] Crystal Tang, “Unpacking the Model Minority Myth,” Beneficial State Foundation, accessed June 18, 2020, https://beneficialstate.org/perspectives/unpacking-the-model-minority-myth/.
[5] Looking back on my own experience, I’ve come to realize that I’ve never heard this narrative being propounded by Asian-Americans themselves, but rather it was my white friends who would constantly re-tell it to me as I grew up in the Chicago suburbs.
[6] Kat Chow, “Model Minority Myth Again Used as a Racial Wedge between Asians and Blacks,” NPR, accessed June 19, 2020, https://www.npr.org/sections/codeswitch/2017/04/19/524571669/model-minority-myth-again-used-as-a-racial-wedge-between-asians-and-blacks.
[7] The undergirding mentality being, “If Asian-Americans can make it in the United States, then why can’t you, Black Americans, go on and do the same?”
[8] Whiteness is a highly ethereal and elusive concept. For me, it is the logic of the enduring colonial matrix that puts everything around itself in reference to itself, and then passing them through its filter to remake them into its own image. See also Willie J. Jennings, “Can White People Be Saved?: Reflections on the Relationship of Missions and Whiteness,” in Can ‘White’ People Be Saved?, ed. Love L. Sechrest et al. (Downers Grove: InterVarsity Press, 2018), 40: “The difficulty we face at this moment is the success of that work. Whiteness feels normal and natural. It feels normal and natural because it is woven into how we imagine moving toward maturity. Whiteness feels… We have to talk about whiteness in relation to affect and feeling because how whiteness feels is how whiteness thinks.”
[9] In my estimation, the professor seemed to be operating under the presumption that history always had to be written by the victors, which is obviously not true. We have historical accounts of Holocaust survivors, we have accounts from those who survived the Cultural Revolution, we have books and monographs that were written by the marginalized and the oppressed from the perspective of Black America. So, the issue is not so much whether we have history being written by the sufferers, but the conditions and curriculums that seek to drown them out. Moreover, in relation to matters of historical accuracy as relayed by victims, traumatized memories we know are very tricky things to work with.
[10] James H. Cone, God of the Oppressed (New York: Orbis Books, 1997), 16. Italics added.
[11] Willie J. Jennings, Acts (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2017), 63: “It is precisely this inability to see God’s own political action in the concrete actions of the common that enables us to watch casually the perpetuation of violence without being moved to action.”
[12] Miroslav Volf, The End of Memory: Remembering Rightly in a Violent World (Grand Rapids: William B. Eerdmans Publishing Co., 2006), 70.
[13] Volf, The End of Memory, 11.
[14] Volf, The End of Memory, 69.
[15] Volf, The End of Memory, 69: “Victims will often become perpetrators precisely on account of their memories. It is because they remember past victimization that they feel justified in committing present violence. Or rather, it is because they remember their past victimization that they justify as rightful self-protection what to most observers looks like violence born of intolerance or even hatred.”
[16] Volf, The End of Memory, 9.
[17] Soong-Chan Rah, Prophetic Lament (Downers Grove: InterVarsity Press, 2015), 58.
[18] Volf, The End of Memory, 74-75.
[19] Volf, The End of Memory, 79.
[20] Volf, The End of Memory, 80.
[21] Volf, The End of Memory, 31.
[22] Jacques Maritain, Reflections on America (New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1958), 86-87: “It is to be hoped that that strange source of insuperable strength and energy which comes from the influx of the poor and the humiliated, welcomed here to live a worthy human life, will never cease to vitalize American civilization. Without this humble source, namely the tears and sufferings of the poor pouring into the flux of American life and transmuted into human energy, America would lose an essential ingredient of her spiritual identity.”

ecclesiological contributions? And why is he important?
On the rare occasion that someone has heard of Brunner, it is likely as ‘the one who was utterly humiliated and defeated by Barth’ in his Nein! Antwort an Emil Brunner from the 1934 debate concerning the viability of natural theology. On this exchange, McGrath provides a raw portrayal of the typical German-Swiss theologian hubris, noting the defining mark of the debate to be polemical instead of theological or intellectual [or respectful for that matter]. A lot of Barth’s disdainful critiques stemmed from his failure to understand the finer nuances of Brunner’s position; Brunner too rejected the popular notion of natural theology! For some reason, Barth could not see that.
gain the theological vision.