Neglected Songs & Forgotten Stories

My mind is like a toddler. It’s hard to make it be still and quiet. It’s actually like several toddlers at a playdate – thoughts all assembled in various states of development, some playing together, others content being left alone, talking, singing, crying, giggling, whining, yelling and sometimes, just watching.… Read More Neglected Songs & Forgotten Stories

And How Are The Children?

Should we ask ourselves, and each other, especially in the midst of these tumultuous times, what is the news? Instead of the general “hello,” should we begin to ask about the children and the elders? Would asking those questions help us to adjust our focus? Could African greetings help all Americans, North, Central, and South, to make necessary course corrections in our thoughts and actions toward each other? … Read More And How Are The Children?

Careful, Thankful and Tired

Again, I’ve called and emailed government officials and signed petitions. Again, I’ve reminded my children that they must always be mindful of their safety when dealing with police officers. Again, I’ve corrected the white Christians who try to convince Black people to respond to the constant threat of injustice and violence in ways that are more acceptable to the majority. I’m tired though. Preparing my children for interactions with law enforcement is tiresome. Reminding Christians of the responsibility to “Learn to do good; seek justice, correct oppression,” is exhausting. EXHAUSTING!… Read More Careful, Thankful and Tired

My Own Pace On My Own Path

Most days I felt as though I was swimming through mud, struggling for every inch forward, barely catching my breath. Blogging became a chore, not a solution. Everything made me tired. In near desperation, I continued looking for jobs with a resigned willingness to accept almost anything, much the way I imagine a lonely person looks at dating sites. On the second or third day of the year, I quit.… Read More My Own Pace On My Own Path

Power Mom: Naomi Prosper

Mama has built a legacy of faith, endurance, and love. A mother of six and mother-figure to many more, she raised her children while helping other children in need. When one of her four daughters had friends who needed guidance, a meal, or a place to stay, mama made took care of them. Her two sons, affectionately called the engine and the caboose because they’re her oldest and youngest children, could also depend on her to help their friends when needed. She diligently participated in church ministries, helped raise grandchildren, worked full time, and raised her six children and a other people’s children.… Read More Power Mom: Naomi Prosper