To ice cream and wine.
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.
Some men and these are the veteran warriors I speak of, use this technique twice a week just to avoid an argument.
I will add that racism is a feature, not a bug, of the United States of America.
We’re here to restore people to fellowship, not power, remember that.
Welp, that’s five years in Canada for us. Let’s see what happens in the next five!
Divine Justice is equally retributive and reparative.
What am I to you, World, but a passing stranger?
How plagued we are by this broken duality.
I launched this blog one year ago today.
“It’s so nice to finally have some color in this church. We’re happy to have you here.”
Are you still an evangelical?
Make Relationships Love-Filled Again.
Love your neighbor.
Bear one another’s burdens.
Where can a racist person live out their racist sentiments without the fear of public reprisal and invective?
Christ is a nigger.
I dedicate my one-hundredth blog post to my lovely wife.
Working off the past.
What happens to a dream deferred?
One cannot help but wonder… what if Nat Turner had succeeded?
And this is where I run into this new conundrum of historical presentism.
I don’t mean to sound racist but…
I’m only 28 pages into The Confessions of Nat Turner and my emotions are everywhere.
How can we preach a message we have not believed?
I made a list of the the voices that dominate my headspace. Voices that have influenced me over time.
Do you have friends you can rely on? Are they readily available to take your call? Do they respond to a text within the hour? Discard them.
I’m stuck in between numbness and rage in the face of continual abuse of power, denial of trauma and racism, denial of the legacy of racism and trauma, denial of abuse all around.
“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thes. 5:18 Photo Our Father in Heaven, I am grateful that we are able to celebrate another year of life and another Thanksgiving holiday. This year has been one of great tumult, confusion, and loss of lifeContinue reading “Inconsequential Thanksgiving: Thanking God for Useless Things”