Buried Alive

I won’t tell my story today, but the short of it is, I’ve had many doubts for years about writing and even my own voice (story for another day). I signed up for Ezekiel Azonwu’s Lyricist Lab…this forced me to deal with some of the things I’ve been feeling particularly lately. I also had toContinue reading “Buried Alive”

Dear Black Man

You, They, We, Him They have searched you…invaded your privacy, jumped to conclusions and infringed your legal rights, which makes them think they know you all.He has searched you…He cared enough to know you personally and not as a [black] people group, but He knows you specifically and individually as your Creator. They pursue you and snatch you from your cars, daily runs andContinue reading “Dear Black Man”

A Bad Friday Turned into a Good Friday

Friday, April 10, 2020 He committed no sin, neither was deceit found in his mouth. When he was reviled, he did not revile in return; when he suffered, he did not threaten, but continued entrusting himself to him who judges justly. He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we mightContinue reading “A Bad Friday Turned into a Good Friday”