Recently, I sent a truly terrifying text: “I THINK I WANT TO JOIN YOUR BIBLE STUDY.” This text has been locked and loaded in my mind for months. I’ve wanted to join this group of women for their weekly...
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I never knew you could make chicken noodle soup from scratch. Like sliced bread and chewy chocolate cookies, I thought there were secrets to making comfort foods that only grocery stores knew. In my family, if...
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My son came home and told me that on his walk from school in our middle-class neighborhood, a police officer slowed down and tailed him and his two friends. His friends — one black, the other white —...
[read more]Asked why I raise my hands, I say a number of things: “I lift them to praise God for redeeming me.” My hands are holy because his hands were pierced, and so, I raise my hands. “I raise my hands to call...
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On Take Your Daughters and Sons to Work Day this year, my kids did not see me in the illustrious career my father wanted for me, as a lawyer, or even my noble secondary choice of teacher. Instead I took...
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