Unexpected Blessings The sermon on Sunday was about unexpected blessings. It chronicled the Acts 3 healing of the lame man at the gate by the Apostles Peter and John. The man was simply expecting a few coins in his cup but ended up literally walking away from the situation a healed man. He was astounded... Continue Reading →
For My Children Connotation. Re-education Words matter. Language counts. Do not let them make you believe that all things Black are bad. Even if so much of our vocabulary surrounding darkness makes you feel uneasy. Blackballed blacklisted Blackmailed Blackguard Blackwater Blackouts Black should not be scary; black is beautiful; black is rich; black is health,... Continue Reading →
Sacrifices & Scapegoats I've heard a lot in recent weeks about how the country is so divided now, how the "left" or the "right" have been so "divisive," or how the media is so "divisive." It's a great talking point. I mean, it's wonderful to be able to pin the blame of all the current... Continue Reading →
Cast Aside Artwork And Inspiration My daughter left her art project right where she had been working on it last night - spread out in the middle of the living room floor. It reminded me of the fable, The Scorpion and the Frog - or in this case, the snake and the frog 😉 Fact... Continue Reading →
When I was in fifth or sixth grade, I used to join my mother when she went to Wednesday night bible study at church. In a room full of adults sitting at round tables in the church’s basement, I quietly learned about whatever the pastor wanted to teach that week. It was boring. There was... Continue Reading →
I toyed with the idea of entitling this Jesus Didn't Work A Desk Job, but I changed my mind because desk jobs are hard too - just differently. I was attempting to evoke an image of action. Of force. Of strength. I realized that the best way to do that was to imagine Him in my world... Continue Reading →
When my children fight or argue - I never make them just kiss and make up. I never force them to say “sorry” or shake hands and go about their business. Instead, when they are at loggerheads, feelings are hurt, people are angry and frustrated - I make them stop and think. I ask them... Continue Reading →
We have all felt the sting of being in a situation where we are being attacked, blamed, or assaulted, verbally or physically, and someone you thought was a friend stayed silent - didn't defend or protect you. That feeling is even worse than the feeling of being attacked. When I was about 12 years old,... Continue Reading →
I am privileged enough to be able to go about my day without being targeted for suspicion, violence, or racism ... as long as I go alone. When I take my kids, it’s a different story. People are racist. When I’m with my husband and kids people are more racist. When I am with just... Continue Reading →
There are times when my kids get angry with me because I tell them that what they are doing is wrong, or that it will hurt them, or that it is against God's commandments. I tell them anyway. Why? Because I love them. Because I want better for them. Because I expect better from them.... Continue Reading →
My students were bored. We don't need to know this, Miss! We have heard it all before. Really? What exactly do you know about Dr. King besides "I have a Dream"? Silence. What do you know about Rosa Parks besides her refusal to give up her seat? Silence. There's a lot more to Black History... Continue Reading →
I was thinking about genealogy over the Christmas holiday from school. My daughter got me thinking about it because she had just touched on the Irish famines and revolution in history before the break. She had remembered that we were related somehow to one of the signatories of The Proclamation of The Irish Republic. She... Continue Reading →
