Ethnicity, Reconciliation, and Justice

I can’t tell you how many years I’ve waited to have the conversation.

Crossing cultures doesn’t simply happen when you board a plane or go overseas. 

I know—nobody enjoys confessing their sins. But I tend to think it’s even worse for perfectionists like me. 

A gas station near our house offers a carwash which I’d never used—until a sunny spring Saturday’s errand to gas up our van inspired me to rinse off its layers of Midwestern road crud. 

So you’re heading off to Romania/Burundi/Ecuador for a mission trip/study abroad/backpacking adventure. 

I want to tell you about one of my most painful experiences with racism.

Imagine that God created the whole world like my hometown: Orlando, Florida. What would that be like?

Our first president, George Washington, was born on February 22. Abraham Lincoln, another iconic president, was also born mid-February.

I had a significant encounter with the police on a college campus several years ago. It challenged the way I view race, power, and the importance of being present.

Faithful minister, brave prophet, unshakeable activist—Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is a national hero.