Black and Brown Americans live with the existential terror they will be shot by a criminally motivated police officer. After the night of terror in Dallas, good police officers find themselves anxious about being targeted by disturbed snipers with semi-automatic rifles.
About this week, first, I believe we all need to be in prayer for the families of those police officers who lost their lives and were shot in Dallas last night.
The recent news of the shootings in Baton Rouge of Alton Sterling and Minnesota of Philando Castile once again left me paralyzed and anxious with fear for my life and the lives of other African-American men.
Ancient church mothers and fathers often greeted one another with the phrase, “Give me a word.” This greeting led to the sharing of insights and wisdom. Today we continue this tradition with this monthly column.
Ancient church mothers and fathers often greeted one another with the phrase, “Give me a word.” This greeting led to the sharing of insights and wisdom. Today we continue this tradition with this monthly column.
“Still I Rise,” by Maya Angelou, has been a source of empowerment for African American women since it was written. It has become a source of inspiration for the city of Baltimore since the unrest last spring. As I have reflected on the events of the past year, I have heard the city defiantly...
After fumbling to get my seat belt fastened on the plane, I was ready to go to Orlando, Florida, to attend the Exponential Conference at First Baptist Church.
Ancient church mothers and fathers often greeted one another with the phrase, “Give me a word.” This greeting led to the sharing of insights and wisdom. Today we continue this tradition with this monthly column.
Ancient church mothers and fathers often greeted one another with the phrase, “Give me a word.” This greeting led to the sharing of insights and wisdom. Today we continue this tradition with this monthly column.
Three weeks. It was three weeks ago this morning when I settled into my favorite chair with a cup of hot coffee on the table next to me and opened the pages of the Washington Post.
