Pursuing Dr. King’s dream requires an honest look in the mirror and takes a complicated path. Now, nearly 50 years later, I wonder do we collectively have what it takes?
What worked for us? Being together, talking about race, and changing how we do school in 2021.
Sometimes it’s a wonderful life, for sure, but that doesn’t mean it’s perfect (nor should it be).
Every time I judge someone else, I reveal an unhealed part of myself.
Fatherhood is a constant exercise in learning how not to force the issue. Learned that the hard way while fishing with the girls.
The root of suffering is attachment.
What do you get when you combine the musings of a 12 year old black kid set in a middle class family growing up in Montgomery in 1968? A good conversation for starters.
The days may be long, but the years are short. Find what you love on the journey and don’t let go.
Who knew that helping my daughter explore her own faith would trigger an opportunity to deepen my own faith?
In my lowest moments, I don’t remember what people said, but I definitely remember who was there.