Author: James H. Cone
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It’s hard to review a book that hits you right in the gut and leaves you feeling both stupid and ashamed after finishing. Stupid because you never made the connection yourself and ashamed at not having given it a second thought. I had to give this one some time to settle before coming back to the review as it was an eye-opener.

Cone really strikes a nerve in making the connection between the Cross upon which Jesus was sacrificed and the many black people who were lynched. The narrative he createsIt’s hard to review a book that hits you right in the gut and leaves you feeling both stupid and ashamed after finishing. Stupid because you never made the connection yourself and ashamed at not having given it a second thought. I had to give this one some time to settle before coming back to the review as it was an eye-opener.

Cone really strikes a nerve in making the connection between the Cross upon which Jesus was sacrificed and the many black people who were lynched. The narrative he creates, and stories he tells, are disturbing, yet necessary to hear.

The black communities (especially in the South) could directly relate to the story of a man who was marginalized, publicly tortured and put to death in a prominent area where crowds could gather and jeer at him. It was a reality they lived with each day as people in their own community, including their own family, could be next.

You’ve heard about such a heinous act, but Cone brings it to life. His narrative brings you to the moments, the pains and the struggles, then connects it in a way to Theology that’s just brilliant.

Although I borrowed this copy from the public library, I’ll be getting a copy for my personal shelves.