It’s 2020! Father’s Day in a pandemic. I have thoughts…
There is no right or wrong way to be Black: A Love Letter.
Hi there. I’m Monzi. Welcome back to my constant conundrum as a Black Christian in America
Ya’ll, it’s time for a chat about Christmas, my grandma… and Peabo Bryson.
This is our history. This is our here and now. What are we gonna do with it?
Some thoughts on what’s going on in Charlottesville…….and WalMart. #classic.
While I didn’t grow up with a dad, the Lord has given me glimpses. Here are some of the moments.
A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away… I made some toxic relationships. #yikes!
Sometimes I think I’m a Olivia Pope. If you don’t know who Olivia Pope is… good for you. #gladiatorsdisengage.
I think it’s so wonderful God chose music to be a way we can worship Him! Obviously music isn’t the only way we should… (Relax Pastor! My doctrine isn’t that spotty!)
We are in the last seconds, of the last minutes, of the last hours, of the last moments of….ELECTION SEASON!!
So, last night I was the victim of a racist Facebook comment …I think.