Some people do not argue their way out of Christianity. They remember their way out. They remember that the faith reached their ancestors on ships and plantations. They remember that the men who held the whip often held a Bible too. For them, the phrase "white man's religion" is less a thesis than a scar. Every time someone answers it with a quick list of dates, the scar gets treated as nothing more than a mistake in reasoning, and the person carrying it learns that the church would rather win than listen.
What follows begins with that scar and stays with it for a while. The question underneath is personal before it is historical: how do you keep faith in Christ when the faith seems tied to the people who oppressed your ancestors? The honest answer has two parts, and the order matters. First, the harm was real, and it was done in Christ's name. Second, the harm was never the whole story of the faith, and the people who suffered it were often the ones who saw Jesus most clearly. Neither part should be allowed to swallow the other.
The work moves in three slow stages, and each one asks something different of you. The first asks you to let grief be grief and to find out how much room Scripture makes for it. The second asks you to tell apart what hurt you from who God is, using the Bible to test the people who misused it and looking at a history far older than the slave trade. The third asks you to listen to enslaved and free Black Christians who held on to Christ, so that you can sit with someone in pain, or with your own pain, without reaching for a lecture.