I am taking a course on the music of the civil rights movement, and the PBS Documentary “Eyes on the Prize is required viewing. I have found myself feeling incredibly angry because there is SO much that has not changed since the civil rights years.
I wrote this poem as a way to express some of the feelings and frustration that I feel.
The following is the text of a sermon that I preached as a guest speaker at a local church. Blessed […]
What the chaos of renovating my home taught me about caring for myself.
Being bitter feels good. Instead of doing the whole click-baity thing where I make you read the entire post word […]
I saw this image on Facebook and it gave me so much life: One day, I hope to live […]
With all of the sickness that has been in my household since Christmastime, I’ve been vomited on (and have vomited) […]
A lesson from each year of my twenties I turn the big 3-0 this year, so expect a lot of […]
Oh so much has been happening in my little life and I’m working to get my schedule sorted out so […]
The more you read… When I was an elementary school child (1991-1997) there was a poster that was in several […]
Perspective Perspective is an interesting thing: One man’s trash is another’s treasure. One person sees a glass that’s half empty. […]