Our culture rarely deals intimately with death any more: we have cordoned it off, confined it to funeral homes and hospitals, done everything to keep it separate from us as we try to think up ways and means to evade the inevitable ourselves. But it wasn't always that way. And I suspect that in the interim, something has been lost.
I pray for the congregation at Emanuel AME Church and those near and dear to them; still, I am shamed that a time of tragedy is what prompts me to pray and to remember the larger Christian family that exists beyond the borders of my community. [Click title to read more.]
It's a painful place to be, stranded on the shore while others cross the water. [Click title to read more.]