My Black History: The 1960s

When my brothers and I were born in Toledo, Ohio, my parents were poor like most black people in America, and they lived in this public housing development: Eventually, we moved into an all-black neighborhood of single-family homes and attended this all-black church: Ascension Lutheran Church Though my parents attended desegregated high schools, segregation was … Continue reading My Black History: The 1960s

My Black History: You are Invited

My heart is often burdened by the racial strife and pain that continue to plague our nation. The most recent debacle with Virginia’s governor is another reminder that racist actions of the past haunt us all today. This incident is timely. For Black History Month this year, I had already planned to share some of … Continue reading My Black History: You are Invited

Advent Reflection: Buried Treasure

By the time Jesus was crucified, Mary had spent 33 years trusting God through all kinds of experiences with her son.  The second time we are told she "treasured" uncertain circumstances was after preteen Jesus went missing for three days. Worried and anxious, Mary scolded her boy. “Son, why have you treated us like this? … Continue reading Advent Reflection: Buried Treasure