Ethnicity, Reconciliation, and Justice

Nearly 800,000 international students come to the U.S. each year to study at universities across the country. 

“I have a dream.”

These were the words uttered by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. 50 years ago today during the March on Washington. 

When summer arrives, I jump into my favorite warm-weather activities: time by the pool, reading outside, and most importantly, shared meals and cookouts with friends and family.

When I started college, I couldn’t have named a single Black gospel singer. I was a classical music major with a narrow range of taste, and thought I already knew everything about what “good music” was.

Assimilation is a powerful force, and hard to resist. I learned this watching Star Trek. Turns out it’s true, even in our culture that professes a love of diversity and individuality.

The last thing I want to do is perpetuate a stereotype. Every now and then I meet someone who still thinks Native Americans have a “special connection” with the earth—that they can talk to animals or put their ear to the ground and hear a herd of buffalo coming from ten miles away.

My faked indifference, Is my witness. I’m not in the best... Fitness of heart and mind—Doing the daily grind. I gotta stop for a second ’cause truly loving meets resistance.

For Lent this year, I decided to drink nothing but water. The plan was to give the money that I saved to help purchase clean water for those who have none...

I felt a thrill when I heard the news, and dashed off a couple of Facebook messages to my Argentine friends. I also clicked the Like button all down my newsfeed. Like. Like. Like. Like. Comment. Like. Share.

I met Ms. Merdise in the kitchen of her church, which is not surprising. Many people have met her there.