It's weird when I am in Portugal to see other black people. I sometimes feel overwhelmed in places that are almost homogeneously white. I am stared at as I walk through the small towns and villages, and it makes me want to proclaim that we are all the same species, created in God's image. My... Continue Reading →
Preaching With One-Day’s Notice Reminds Me to Always Be Ready
Our pastor has COVID. She had been trying to call me but was using my husband's number. I finally connected with her, and when she asked if I would preach the next day on the scripture she was going to use about mustard-seed faith, I knew that I needed more than 24 hours to study... Continue Reading →
You Don’t Scare Me: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge
Frosty eyes of hate. The light glints off your weapons. I won't be afraid! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #341: frost and glint. On this day we celebrate the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King's holiday, I am reminded that, even in the face of weapons, they marched. Seeing those weapons at... Continue Reading →
The Solution to America’s Hate Problem: One Liner Wednesday
Posted for the One Liner Wednesday Challenge from Linda G. Hill. I saw this and remembered some of the images from the Capital riots, and I thought the same applies to the United States. The only solution to South Africa's crisis is for whites to accept blacks as human beings." The Right Reverend Desmond Tutu,... Continue Reading →
I Wonder If It’s Time to Buy A Gun!
I have lived in the United States all of my nearly 69 years, and never once have I felt the need to overcome my fear of hurting someone to purchase a gun. But, the atmosphere in America today, the blatant hate rhetoric in the Unitd States gives me pause for reflection on whether this may... Continue Reading →
Let Today Begin the Healing Process!
The morrow has come. May love between races surge. Let's heal our nation. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge. The prompts are Morrow and Surge.
Why Did the Dream Become a Nightmare?
My youngest great-grandchild and me. I hope the Dream will become real in her lifetime. On the 57th anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech, the headlines are filled with news of protests against racial injustice and fears for our black sons and daughters. I had so hoped that with the... Continue Reading →
I’m American!
I'm American! Why must I face racism? Please, God, let it change! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #311: Change and face.
Rainbows of Hope!
Photo by Raine Nectar at Pexels.Com I saw a rainbow glowing beyond the horizon, And it stirred in me a hope that I had lost. It made me realize that sometimes we forget That freedom and love come at a heavy cost. It is a payment that everyone must share Across the generations and space... Continue Reading →
Race Fear: OctPoWriMo 2019, Day 25
Dark skin, Beautiful one, God made. Not white, Still of value, God loved. I’m scared, In my country, God kept. Written for the OctPoWriMo 2019 Challenge, Day 25. Prompt for today is White, and the form of poem a musette.
Help from Heaven 