Friend, Joy Becker, finishes this blog series sheer bravery. Her willingness to express where she is on this messy journey of privilege and racial reconciliation is authentic. I’ve been honored to collaborate and share the perspectives of Mika, Amy and Joy during the past four weeks. Perspectives unlike my own. I’ve grown. I pray thatContinue reading “My Messy Beginning”
Category Archives: Prayer
How Do I Handle My White Privilege?
In this blog, Amy Seiffert shares her authentic perspective on privilege in a vulnerable way. Amy and I are participating in a collaborative blog series with other women where we will share our perspective on privilege and racial reconciliation. Our collective prayer is that as you journey with us your heart will be open to whatContinue reading “How Do I Handle My White Privilege?”
Silence Doesn’t Feel Like Solidarity
Those that know me well know that I love truth more than I love comfort. This past week, the ugly truths of police brutality, implicit racial bias, and systemic oppression of black and brown people made many uncomfortable. In fact, many are still uncomfortable; particularly in the christian community. This past week has pushedContinue reading “Silence Doesn’t Feel Like Solidarity”
Am I Black?
“Am I Black?” This question has echoed in my mind since it was so loudly projected from the mouth of a little boy (approximately 5 years old) to his parents as he sat with them and watched a portion of a video about the middle passage at The Griot Museum of Black Historyin St. Louis,Continue reading “Am I Black?”
When the Healer Doesn’t Heal
Sometimes I use music to silence the ache of my heart, but there is no song loud enough to remedy the ache I feel when death comes incredibly close. Death always feels sudden and unexpected; sometimes it is and sometimes it isn’t. In youth and old age, the heart ache is just the same. WhatContinue reading “When the Healer Doesn’t Heal”
Dichotomy of Thirst
I am humored that the term “thirsty” has taken on a negative narrative. I’m sure you know it…to be thirsty is to be desperate [for a man], so the new narrative goes. So, as a woman in my mid-thirties, I often want to avoid the topic of marriage and my future husband because in noContinue reading “Dichotomy of Thirst”
No Sweeter Words
Today marks the 1 year anniversary of the Precious Predilections blog. The “start” of this blog has been liberating. Writing has allowed me to courageously share things that would otherwise become a passing thought. In so many ways writing has become for me the unveiling of the broken and beautiful things that occurred last year.Continue reading “No Sweeter Words”
Precious Predilections 