There are certain things I have to believe.
I have to believe that God is good. Though it doesn’t always seem like He is. It doesn’t seem like His plans are always good. 467 more words
The question that was posed to the panel put a lump in my throat:
“In the Black / African American community, can a long term relationship be successful when the husband is less educated and makes less money?” 918 more words
Refugees. Trafficking. Race. I know it’s a lot, and I do hesitate and second guess myself a gazillion times before posting yet another thing to challenge how we engage with the world around us, but Dr Seuss just keeps playing over & over in my head: 182 more words