Three days after I arrived in Uganda in 2010, I headed to a nearby hotel with friends to play soccer. Since it was going to be a long afternoon, I brought along a container of fruit to share. As I…
Her name is not ‘immigrant’
Fourteen years ago, I was getting ready to walk into a church where I was the guest speaker on a Wednesday night. I never had been there before and was not sure where to go. A man was walking through…
There’s no time like the present to be a present
“I learned from a 5-year-old prophet on my run this week that every day is a gift from God because that’s why it’s called ‘the present,’” a pastor said recently during the greeting time at church. The present of every…
What I fear as a white woman married to a Black man
Conversations on race and racial justice in the United States have become so polarized that too often these discussions result in people talking at one another, and an invisible distance is created between “the issue” and the humans affected. Today,…