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Editor's note: "The Faith in Our Lives" is a monthly series
spotlighting Catholics in various walks of life, and how they
connect faith with what they do.
By 1996, Sharon Johnson had crafted a career many aspiring
writers who flock to Hollywood would die for.
The Barnard College alumnae, who also holds a master's degree
in media studies, had been a writer on three TV shows: Fox's
"Sinbad," ABC's "Buddies" and UPN's "Good Behavior." No small
feat for an African American woman in tinseltown.
Although the hours were long, the pay more than compensated.
Still, something was missing for Johnson, who was raised Catholic
by a Baptist father and Catholic mother in Brooklyn and Queens,
New York, along with an older brother and younger twin siblings.
Then on Dec. 3 of that year, her dad died from a severe diabetic
reaction, and Johnson's fast-lane West Coast life hit a sudden
metaphysical speed bump.
"That was always my fear," the 39-year-old single woman
confides today. "But I didn't even realize until after he
passed how much that fear gripped my whole sensibility. So
I really had to come to terms with, 'What do you really believe
about death? What do you believe if you are so afraid of this?'
"So that was a big life-changing event," she stresses. "And
that's really when I started more seriously focusing on the
deeper meaning of Scripture and how it can be used to heal.
You hear about the 'wounded healer,' about going through suffering
people try to avoid. But by going through it is what deepens
your faith, and it deepens your ability to minister to others."
'Defecting
in place'
After returning from the New York funeral to Los Angeles for
two more months of shooting the television show she was working
on, Johnson decided to take a year off to get her priorities
straight. And the following January, when she got back in
the television loop again, it "felt different."
Writing sitcom one-liners and creating silly scenes just
weren't enough anymore. It was time to break out of the confines
of the TV writers' room --- where she was often the only woman,
never mind the only African-American present --- and find
her own voice before she became, in her words, the "black
writer slut."
First, she did what she likes to call "defecting in place"
by becoming more involved in the Writers' Guild West and revitalizing
its sagging Committee of Black Writers. Chairing the group,
her goal was not only to raise the visibility and esteem of
African-American writers, but also to highlight the singular
employment barriers blacks faced in the industry.
"I also read a book --- 'The Kingdom Within, The Inner Meaning
of Jesus' Sayings' by John Sanford --- that changed my life,"
she reports. "He took Scripture and showed how it related
to you individually."
Johnson decided it was high time to get involved in her
own church.
With the goal of "moving" the congregation the way she had
been moved by the Word after her father's death, the writer
became a lector at Holy Name of Jesus Church on West 31st
Street. For the last two years, she's chaired the lector ministry,
and volunteered to be on the liturgy committee, too.
Last September, she started coordinating the youth ministry
at the urban parish. Her six-page plan calls for the group
to focus on volunteering with Habitat for Humanity this year,
repairing houses for the poor. She also hopes to stem chronic
"Mass-is-boring" teenage complaints by having members be responsible
for three youth Masses in 2004. And she wants to create adolescent
leaders who can stand up to the onslaught of destructive peer
pressure.
In addition, Johnson was recently named editor of the AACCFE
(African American Catholic Center for Evangelization) Newsletter.
After struggling to get out the first issue, which featured
articles on communication in marriage, the movie "Barbershop"
and center happenings, she wants to have more black Catholics
not only share their faith in print, but to speak out about
issues in the parish, archdiocese and church that might need
changing.
Remaining
present
"I think that people are surprised when you're black and Catholic,"
Johnson says, grinning a bit. "There are some black people
who are surprised --- especially when you're in a group of
non-Catholics and they begin to rip apart the Catholic Church,
and you say you're Catholic. Catholics in general, and black
Catholics in particular, don't know how to defend their faith.
It just seems like other people know their faith more."
Growing up in St. Mary Magdalene parish in Queens, she never
experienced any direct discrimination from fellow white parishioners.
But the perceptive girl did notice there were no priests or
nuns "who looked like me."
And as an educated black Catholic woman, who is sometimes
invited to be on archdiocesan committees, she's felt occasionally
"put off" after speaking her mind. It makes her wonder why
she was asked to join these groups in the first place.
"I think we're beginning to see change," Johnson reports.
"I think it's up to black Catholics to remain present so they
can change it even more. I mean, just by your presence you
have to make people acknowledge you. But we're in the minority,
and then there's the whole issue of slavery between us, which
even today frames our relationship."
Can't
go back
The native New Yorker is trying to change that relationship
by her own presence in the church as well as through her stories
in the AACCEE Newsletter and, on occasion, The Tidings. She
says she could never return to writing mindless dribble for
sitcoms because she's no longer "unconscious."
People
have told Sharon Johnson she's crazy for trading the glitz
and glamour --- and money! --- of Hollywood for her volunteer
labors at Holy Name of Jesus Church and the AACCFE, which
she supports by being a substitute music teacher. They've
told her she should be writing for the networks and cable,
not The Tidings.
All she can do is shake her head and try to explain.
"Sometimes I'm like, 'Lord, can't I just go back to 1996?'"
Johnson almost whispers. "But I know I can't go back because
I would be choosing it for wrong reasons. People cannot understand
that. They're like, 'Are you crazy?'"
And her smile fades.
"People don't want to destroy anything to build something,"
the wordsmith points out. "But my own life has shown me that
you have to destroy all the old stuff to build up the new
stuff."
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