I’m re-reading Black Like Me.  Years have passed since I first followed John Howard Griffin’s amazing journey of a white man living as a black man in the Deep South in the late 1950’s.  If you don’t know the story, Griffin, decided to discover for himself what it was actually like to live as a black man in America.  With the aid of medication and sun lamps he darkened his skin, shaved his head and set out on a spectacular journey into the land of lynchings, segregation and oppression.

Griffin offers us a tale of courage, honesty and cruelty from a perspective that most can only imagine-it is a challenging model for living out the incarnation. 

Griffin was able to speak to the problem of race in America because he was willing to become one with the oppressed in order to speak prophetically on their behalf.

I admire this man and am challenged by him because he became, "Black Like Me."