The arena.

8.19.20 Dad, I have been waiting on this a long time. Mulling over when and how to express something so lofty. So precious as life. Like holding a bird in your hands. Cupping them firmly enough so he doesn’t fly away but gently so as not to harm him. I think the truth is often... Continue Reading →

The southside.

7.18.2020 Dad, I went to the city last Sunday to St. Thomas the Apostle for mass. This is the black Catholic church that embodies so well the diversity and beauty of the image of Christ. The priest and deacon are black, which is important to me because I miss being under the leadership of black... Continue Reading →

Lets talk about pride.

7.5.2020 Dad, If I think about it, it was quite fitting returning home from Denmark the day before the fourth. The whole month of June abroad I got to feel what it is like to be inside another country as an outsider. To be within and without. Us Americans asked the Danish girls on the... Continue Reading →

Upper room.

5.31.2020 Dad, I’m still only playing at love. I’m still only playing with black lives. I’m not trying to know their world but pull them into my own. Use the Dream [Between the World and Me] that burdens them to clothe their beautiful black bodies and redeem their inhumane lives. But it cannot. The white... Continue Reading →

[RIM]

5.29.2020 Dear friends, I have very much enjoyed being intentional about lingering with the Lord since my last message to you. His Word truly brings life to my soul, a mirror to my heart and clarity to my thoughts. I am continually amazed in the ways He manifests Himself and how truly we ought to... Continue Reading →

Linger.

https://videopress.com/v/I9j5Denl?preloadContent=metadata https://videopress.com/v/b4Mh4cBF?preloadContent=metadata "When you visualize and internalize Christ personally anointing you and putting his seal of adoption upon your life, freedom and risk-taking become a lifestyle as opposed to an abstract ideal. Fear and condemnation are swallowed up by hope and acceptance. Your countenance becomes wildly refreshing. You exude peace, passion, goofiness, and fun. When... Continue Reading →

Fiat mihi.

5.15.2020 Dear dad, I am struck by the sensation of being stuck in a room in which the door seems to be inching closed. The room appears to have strange drawings on the walls, pictures or carvings, almost, of the likes of windows and doors. Not the kind you might see today in our modern... Continue Reading →

Just tears.

4.4.20 Dear dad, Mom and I watched the movie “Just Mercy” last weekend. Gosh let me just say Michael B. Jordan is so attractive. Dang it. I wasn’t sure how he would be in this movie as an intellectual versus a high-octane professional athlete as in the Creed movies. The suit took a bit to... Continue Reading →

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