I am not much different than her, the only two differences I can think of is that I have Christ and that I’m still alive. So, with those two privileges, I will say her name.
Tag: BLM
But in this thinking and processing, I’ve been going back and forth between what God was saying and what the culture was saying, and I got caught up. I realized that in this moment I’ve leaned more into my identity as a black woman and less on my identity as a Christian. That was wrong. In my frustration, I’ve posted, texted, and said things in anger that I never knew I had within me.
Confessions of an Enduring Optimist 