The ruminations of an ex- colored woman
Psalm 23 is quite possibly the most popular song in the entire Old Testament hymnal. It is the most requested at funerals, the most recited in times of despair and in thanksgiving. Children and elders alike know it by heart: “The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.” Even non- Christians and unbelievers are […]
Read MorePsalm 121 is a part of collection of fifteen psalms, known as the Song of Ascents or Songs of Steps. They are an album, a playlist of sorts for the children of Israel whom scholars think are on the road to Jerusalem and on their way to the pilgrim festivals (cf. Deuteronomy 16.16). Upbeat and […]
Read MoreFrom crowd size to the coronavirus (also known as COVID19), this administration has not told the truth. Some say we are now post- truth . But I cannot get past the truth that there are those who are buying whatever President Trump is selling— no matter the cost. This is what happens when you hire […]
Read MoreAmerica’s citizens are divided, nearly split down the middle when it comes to politics, our perspective on any number of issues and the current president. Red and Blue States, there are no signs of anyone waving a white flag. No signs of surrender. No middle ground, there are only two sides. Pick one. Some persons […]
Read More“I swear to the Lord I still can’t see Why Democracy means Everybody but me.” | Langston Hughes Nobody represents me. We can only represent ourselves and even then, we may not show up—even with our hands in and up. We are always running behind, stuck in societal traffic and unable to move beyond […]
Read More“The function, the very serious function of racism is distraction. It keeps you from doing your work. It keeps you explaining, over and over again, your reason for being.” | Toni Morrison “Who do you think you are?” “Why are you here?” “Where do you think you’re going?” “How did you get this position?” “What […]
Read MoreIt’s January 15th. He was born today but I don’t feel like celebrating. Instead, I have entered this day kicking and screaming. I know it’s his party but I can cry if I want to. Arms folded. Keep your invitations, your black- tie events. I don’t have or want or need a dress for this. […]
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