Eduardo Galeano’s reminder to my younger self in Open Veins of Latin America is difficult: “Slave ships no longer ply the ocean. Today the slavers operate from the ministries of labor. African wages, European prices.” (279) It is true that I cannot change the past. What I can try to do is give my raced-as-white-euro-american-blond-haired-green-eyed son a lens through which to look at the world that acknowledges the depressing realities of the past and the hope for a reconciled future that we are offered when we join with others to follow Jesus.