Love your God. Love your neighbor. Love yourself.
Prayer is not my strong suit. I am more a Christian seeker and a learner than I am a pray-er. But this morning I prayed for Derek Chauvin. It was a winding road during my quiet time that got me to praying for him. I wasn't even thinking about the killing of George Floyd when... Continue Reading →
I recently cropped my white son-in-law out of a photo of the men in our family. I hated to do it, but Ryan's not black. I don't worry about him the way I worry about the black men in my family, so I cropped him out of my Facebook post. I consider this a good... Continue Reading →
After a black man is killed for minding his business, I often ask God why. I plead with him because I don't get why he has allowed black people - my people - to be mistreated for 400 years. Often, I go to Exodus Chapter 2 where Moses "saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew, one... Continue Reading →
Last week's disinfectant debacle is a really great object lesson. We can draw a simple principle from James 3.1: while all are uniquely gifted by God, teaching is for those called to teach. A more modern way to put it: we need to stay in our lane. The president's refusal to stay in his lane... Continue Reading →
Last week when people were sharing senior class photos, someone from my high school posted this one from my sophomore year, circa 1979. I absolutely loved cheering. The cute skirts. The saddle shoes. The prestige and the performances in front of crowds. Because I weighed in at 95 pounds, I was always at the top... Continue Reading →
When I got out of the shower the other morning, an old woman was standing there staring at me. Oh wait. That was me in the mirror. I had just washed my hair, so my receding hairline exposed my giant forehead and my gray strands glistened in the light. My varicose veins, my frown lines,... Continue Reading →
Mary Butler Coleman 