Black Like Me

I have been watching, like most other people, the many recent events unfolding across America exposing racial tensions. To be honest, my first reaction has been to dismiss them, for I didn’t think they really applied to me, a white American. Other people have taken a more extreme approach by diminishing the events by rationalizing… Continue reading Black Like Me

Psalm 31: My Times are in His Hands

It was about noon and the sun should have been high in the clear sky, but instead the land was covered in darkness. Standing in the distance I could tell accusations and taunts were being hurled at the man on the cross. Unlike others I had seen crucified, this man was different, at least he… Continue reading Psalm 31: My Times are in His Hands