Let me start at the end: I do not miss you. I do not long for you. I do not love you in the way I once did, and I do not desire to build new love with you. I have been hurt by you, and I know I hurt you as well. I know … Continue reading A Letter to the Men I Have Loved
This past Sunday I did something I’ve never intentionally done on a Sunday post-Labor Day: I didn’t watch football. In fact I watched everything but football to resist the temptation of tuning in – Princess and the Frog, Pelham 123, the same 9/11 documentary that runs every year around this time but seems to get … Continue reading I’m Boycotting the NFL for Celebrating Violence & Punishing Non-Violence
We are busy people Constantly pulled in multiple directions Our minds full of information Task-oriented lists Calendars with conflicting meetings Agendas overflowing Our only pause is our sleep We are busy people So in times like these when chaos is all around us With threats of international war, Intentional efforts to further marginalize the most … Continue reading Making Time for Liberation and Justice
While I wish Jesus gave us a quick fix to end empire that transcends time and place,
he didn’t. Instead, he offers us a way to sustain our resistance by calling us too to be salt of the earth.
I wish white America cared about police brutality as much as they cared about preserving white safety. Maybe the police would think twice before killing people who looked like me. And I would have loved to hear Sandra’s side of the story on The Today Show.
But even if the economics of DACA were reversed, the gospel call would be no different. We are a people who embrace the stranger because we too were strangers once.