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Goodbye, Facebook

The time has come. I’ve been struggling with this for over a year. Limiting my visits to Facebook. Only linking these blog posts to my author page then checking for comments on the posts—it seems rude to link the posts then ignore comments. But no more. I’m deleting my Facebook accounts. Both my personal account and my author...

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It’s Happening Again

History happens in slow motion. We look back in time, and see events compressed into clearly demarcated eras. But in real time, history unfolds like the proverbial (and false) frog boiling in the pot: so slow you almost don’t notice. I’m not talking about frogs. I’m talking racism (again–why can’t I confine myself...

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Ida Know, Either

We are fine. Our beach house in Waveland, Mississippi, which was Hurricane Katrina’s Ground Zero 16 years ago, is fine. The house in New Orleans is fine (how many houses do I have? Two). The kids’ house in New Orleans had minor damage, but it is essentially fine. Our NOLA home in happier times The City of New Orleans is hurting....

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Evil Doers in the Family

So we prayed Psalm 34:15-22 at church this morning, the second verse of which is: “the face of the Lord is against those who do evil,*to root out the remembrance of them from the earth.”Psalm 34:16 I read that and into my brain popped the thought, That’s the statue removal. Confederate statues, my brain meant. *** As...

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What’s Your Invisible Wind?

White privilege is like riding the bike down the beach in Waveland. There’s an incline as the land rises toward Bay St. Louis, but it’s a basically easy ride. You pedal along. The Gulf is to your right, the lovely houses to your left. The temperature is okay, not beating down hot. You can feel it in your thighs, the exertion, but it’s...

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Can America be the Land of the Brave?

Y’all know this story, right? About how King David of Israel saw a woman bathing and asked who she was. David’s advisors told him she was the wife of Uriah, one of David’s soldiers. David’s messengers “brought Bathsheba to him.” They had sex. David then arranged for her husband Uriah to be killed in battle...

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A Random Sunday

Today at the Free Church of the Annunciation, we wrapped up the month of June doing We R Righting Group where, during the hour before church, we wrote about Re-Orienting Our New Selves after the discombobulating last eighteen months. We had fun. Fun, I say, if that’s what you think of the Holy Spirit appearing while almost-strangers share...

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