Like so many church kids, I associate the word light with songs.
First, it was “This Little Light of Mine”. Thanks to this song, even as a young child I knew I was supposed to let my light shine rather than hide it under a bushel or let Satan...
Millennials love social justice.
Give today's high school students an opportunity to serve, and most will take it. They'll readily fork over their money in support of companies, such as Toms, that benefit others. They'll also wield a hammer, make...
History is written by the victors.
Though true, as a person of faith, this idea has always bothered me. If history is written by the victors, then how will the stories of those who are oppressed be told? How can we fight oppression and injustices...
Where were you on March 21, 2005?
I'm guessing you may not remember. After all, unlike September 11, this is not a date etched in our collective national memory. It is, however, a date on which another tragedy occurred.
On March 21, 2005, a...
When I opened my blog reader Monday morning after a week away, I found blog after blog featuring reactions to the acquittal of George Zimmerman in the shooting of 17-year old Trayvon Martin, an unarmed African-American teenager.
Not surprisingly,...
Occasionally I see something on Twitter that elicits an immediate emotional reaction in me.
Such was the case last week when I saw this promoted tweet from Walden University:
Paul Rusesabagina, Humanitarian & Hotel Rwanda Hero, to Speak at ...
Just off one of the busiest streets in my community there lies an apartment building, Parkside Apartments.
In an upper-middle class community filled with well-kept homes, Parkside stands out: It looks dilapidated. It's most prevalent window...
For three years, I’ve ignored the pleas of my students to serve at Feed My Starving Children, a non-profit Christian organization committed to feeding God’s children in body and spirit by hand-packing meals specifically formulated for malnourished...