Let the Freedom Songs Rise

This is a generation built on a Hope and a glimpse of Glory A generation with fire in our souls Service in our strength Grace in our weakness And water that brings healing and quenching and makes Way for the Freedom of the Lord For the Freedom of the Lord to come. Come, Lord Jesus, come. Come, […]

White is Not a Language

What is that old flag doing in his hands? The punch in my gut also brought the tears. Today I weep for and with the people of Charleston. The more I think about the one who held that old flag, the more I want to shout, You don’t get to speak for our Humanity! Racism, […]

Circling Silence Seven Times

“Trembling and bewildered, the women went out and fled from the tomb. They said nothing to anyone, because they were afraid.” – Mark 16:8 I woke up yesterday morning after a lovely, vivid dream. I dreamt a whole bunch of us were having dinner—a feast, I might say—over at Sarah Bessey’s house with Rachel Held […]

Words, Morgan Freeman & Amnesty International

Sobering. True. So inspired. Where’s my pen?

Cooking with Words and Sitting at the table of community

On writing, solitude, community and how our freedom is tied up in each other Writing, for me—even when I worked as a reporter—has always been solitary. Bum on chair. Stories on paper. Words were written either into a private journal or into black ink that printed off on presses and got shipped into houses somewhere […]