This Day

I refuse to watch the dash cam footage. I don't need to watch it to know what is there. And even still, knowing that the evidence visibly shows that Philando Castile did no wrong makes me want to fall apart. Knowing that Philando was killed while a 4 year old girl was in the car …

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NEW SERIES – Say Their Names: The Missing Women in Our Faith Narrative

The last year has been hard. Excruciatingly hard. In all honesty, I’m not quite sure when it began. And if I only had one word to describe it, I’d use anxious. Anxious over the seemingly mundane but obligatory responsibilities that come with adulting. Anxious over balancing multiple roles and hats because my no filter seems …

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Fragmented Stories: On Love, Loss and Memory

Dear Granny. I’ve always loved you. I hope you understand that. Since I was a little girl, you were one of my most favorite people in the world. Your smile brought me great delight and your house, at least for an eight year old, was full of treasure waiting to be discovered. I remember playing …

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Where Do We Go From Here? Maintaining Faith in the Midst of Suffering

"Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why have you become disturbed within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him. For the help of his presence." - Psalm 42.5 After another agonizing week of around the clock coverage of the war against black bodies, we find ourselves here again. Once …

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The Black Body: Prophets Against Empire

And I will grant authority to my two witnesses, and they will prophesy for twelve hundred and sixty days, clothed in sackcloth.” 4 These are the two olive trees and the two lampstands that stand before the Lord of the earth. 5 And if anyone wants to harm them, fire flows out of their mouth …

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On Kindergarten and Little Black Girls

My daughter started kindergarten last week. And it was bittersweet. On the one hand, I was excited to see her transition out of daycare into the formal system of education - a transition that clearly indicated that my precious five year old, the one who I carried for 9 months, nursed for 2 years, and …

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Cultivating Hearts of Worship in Pursuit of Racial Justice

Worship changes things. It forces every spirit, opponent, and plan contrary to that of God’s to bow at His feet. As we exalt God to His rightful place in our hearts and in the world, he takes over and makes things right. This we know, either through experiences of our own, hearing the testimony of …

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