An Examiniaton of the Black Coptic Church As the Manifestation of Liberation Theology
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Loyola University Chicago Loyola eCommons Dissertations Theses and Dissertations 2010 I Am Black and Beautiful: An Examiniaton of the Black Coptic Church as the Manifestation of Liberation Theology Leonard McKinnis Loyola University Chicago Follow this and additional works at: https://ecommons.luc.edu/luc_diss Part of the Religious Thought, Theology and Philosophy of Religion Commons Recommended Citation McKinnis, Leonard, "I Am Black and Beautiful: An Examiniaton of the Black Coptic Church as the Manifestation of Liberation Theology" (2010). Dissertations. 33. https://ecommons.luc.edu/luc_diss/33 This Dissertation is brought to you for free and open access by the Theses and Dissertations at Loyola eCommons. It has been accepted for inclusion in Dissertations by an authorized administrator of Loyola eCommons. For more information, please contact [email protected]. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License. Copyright © 2010 Leonard McKinnis LOYOLA UNIVERSITY CHICAGO I AM BLACK AND BEAUTIFUL: AN EXAMINATION OF THE BLACK COPTIC CHURCH AS THE MANIFESTATION OF BLACK THEOLOGY A DISSERTATION SUBMITTED TO THE FACULTY OF THE GRADUATE SCHOOL IN CANDIDACY FOR THE DEGREE OF DOCTOR OF PHILOSOPHY PROGRAM IN THEOLOGY BY LEONARD CORNELL MCKINNIS, II CHICAGO, IL MAY 2010 Copyright by Leonard C. McKinnis, 2010 All rights reserved. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS This dissertation is the result of an extraordinary amount of support from family, friends, institutions, and, of course Almighty God, without whom this work would not be possible. I am so very grateful for the outpouring of love and gracious spirit of all those who provided some type of assistance throughout this process. For those who offered prayers, kind words, words of encouragement, a listening ear, financial support, or a care package, I am indebted beyond words. Because of their support this dissertation is no longer an idea, but a finished product. I want to first thank my advisor, Dr. Jon Nilson, for his unwavering confidence in me, and support for this project since day one. Dr. Nilson‘s advice has been invaluable throughout the dissertation process. I am grateful to him for investing his time and energy into this work. There was an awful snow storm on the night of my very first interview for this work, but Dr. Nilson braved the storm to support me in my first long- term independent research project. Dr. Nilson and I spent many days in his office reading this manuscript, ensuring that it was in line with the institution‘s high academic standards. Beyond his role as advisor, however, Dr. Nilson immersed himself within the Black Coptic community by attending one of its holy days, the Annual Baptism. His sincere desire to understand my work and the community which I examined stands nothing short of exceptional. And finally, I am grateful to Dr. Nilson for standing in my iii corner on a variety of issues including funding, teaching opportunities, and, of course, job prospects. I am blessed to have worked under his tutelage. I am deeply grateful to my interview participants for making this project possible. We spent approximately 20 hours in interviews over a period of eight consecutive weeks. Their knowledge concerning the Black Coptic tradition is the only way this project was able to leave the launch pad and get underway. To Royal Priest Meshach, Candace Queen Rachel, Empress Selah, Prophet Hiram, Priest Stephen, Queen Huldah, Queen Marianne, Priest Eli, Queen Abigial, Empress Zion, Queen Mikel, and Prophet Hosea, I say thank you. Each of you provided substantive information for the completion of this dissertation. I am very grateful to have worked with all of you. I want to express my sincere gratitude to the following persons for their support in the writing, formatting, and final binding of this dissertation. My Committee members, Dr. Dwight Hopkins, professor of Theology at the University of Chicago and leader in the field of black Theology, signed on to this project from the very beginning, and Sr. LaReine Mosely, agreed to work on my committee during her first year as a professor at Loyola University of Chicago. Vacera Morgan (Queen Huldah) and I spent many hours in Borders and her home engaging in critical dialogue about this dissertation. Her emails, long telephone calls, and private conversations helped me to formulate several chapters for this work. I am grateful to Catherine Wolf and Marianne Wolfe, office assistants in the Department of Theology, for their help in keeping me on track with paperwork regarding the dissertation. Dana Bozeman was often a critic off of whom I could bounce ideas. iv Although she is not a theologian, she is a ―thinker.‖ Shaun Gholston, my editor, read every single word of this dissertation and provided wonderful suggestions for the final product. My graduate school experience was funded by the State of Illinois Diversifying Faculty in Illinois Fellowships. Without the financial support of DFI, I am uncertain if I would have been able to complete this dissertation. Over the course of this project, I have had the untiring support of my aunt Yolanda and uncle Rod. They have been a tremendous help to me. Their counsel, wisdom, prayers, and words of support truly helped me in this process. I would often call my aunt in times of stress and she always had the right words for the moment. She was faithful when I was not. My uncle Rod, with whom I share a wonderful relationship, has been the prayer warrior in my life; I am certain that his prayers have sustained me. My aunt and uncle are a constant sign of faith in my life. To be sure, they introduced me to a God Who is ―mighty in battle,‖ and a God Who has ―never lost a case.‖ When I doubted the ability of God to act in my life, both would remind me of a little story in Genesis, in which the moral of the story is: ―God will provide.‖ And to be certain, God has been my Jehovah Jireh. My stepfather, John Gardner, has been supportive in every possible way. I am grateful for his financial support and kind words during this process. He would often check in with me to make certain I had what I needed in order to complete school in a timely fashion. I can never say thank you enough. And last but certainly not least, to the rock of my life, the stock from which I was made, and the person who loves in a way that I hope to one day love, my dear mother, v Cynthia Tate-Gardner. There are no words that can adequately express the gratitude I have for my mother. Since I set out on the road toward the PhD in 1999 when I enrolled in college, my mother has been the ―well that hasn‘t run dry.‖ I don‘t think I have ever heard my mother tell me no. In fact, I wonder if she knows how to use the word! There was never a single moment when I called home in need of a word of prayer, encouragement, advice, and, of course, financial support, that my mother hasn‘t made a way. My mother displays a type of love that must come from God. Her sacrifices are the only reason why this degree was possible. She has exhibited a sense of generosity that I hope to achieve one day. A God-fearing woman, my mother is certain of where her strength comes. Her faith in the God who is able to ―make a way out of no way‖ has been the bridge in my life. People would often ask my mother, ―Is your son going to ever finish school?‖ Well, mom, your son is done! Thank you for showing me the power of a mother‘s love. vi This dissertation is dedicated to Prophet Cicero Patterson; written in honor of my mother, Cynthia Tate-Gardner, and the memory of my father, the late Leonard C. McKinnis; and written for the Black Coptic Church. The dissertation is composed in honor of the 40th anniversary of James H. Cone‘s Black Theology and Black Power. James Cone is the reason why I love Theology. Credo ut intelligam Anselm of Canterbury PREFACE When I was five years old, my aunt and uncle asked my mother if I could attend their church service with them one Sunday morning. My mom agreed. I recalled the moment I walked inside True Temple of Solomon Coptic Church on Chicago's South side. Although I was only five years old, I remember the splendor and majesty that immediately caught my eye. I saw black people wearing royal attire with crowns on their heads. In addition to the attire to which I was not accustomed, I heard the same black people addressing each other as prince, princess, queen, and king. For me it was like a fairytale. The only people that I had ever heard referred to as prince, queen, and other royal titles were members of the Royal family in Great Britain. But I was not in England. I was on the south side of Chicago in the heart of Englewood. Moreover, I heard the individuals in this church using a phrase which I had never heard: ―Black Jesus.‖ This site intrigued me so much that at the very moment I arrived home, I told my mom I wanted to return. Ever since I was a young boy, I have had a deep appreciation for the church, particularly the black church. However, I recall sitting in church with my mom one Sunday morning and thinking to myself, ―where are all the black people in the Bible?‖ In the church I attended with my mother, there were various paintings around the church walls and even inside our Bibles.