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Freedom Is Coming Tomorrow: A Juneteenth Reflection
In 1978, I wrote a poem that I now believe represented God’s first calling me into Read More
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This first photo is of me (left), my grandmother Virginia (whose fruit bowl I discussed in my meditation), my grandfather Marvin, and my older sister Ann (who played the fruit-selecting game with me). This picture was taken in Indiana in the summer of 1970, around the time we played the fruit game. I was 6, and my sister was 9.
And below is a recent photo of me.
I join many of those who will pray for you as you seek to discern what you are called to be at this moment. May God grant you the courage to fulfill that calling. May we all open our eyes and see the misery, open our ears and hear the cries of God’s people, and, like God through the Lord Jesus Christ, be incarnate amongst them.”
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