Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Ferguson, to Brooklyn, to Staten Island, and cry to them that they have not been forgotten, they are loved deeply and from the Lord’s hand hope shall be given. A megaphone cries out: “In the streets prepare the way of justice, make straight inContinue reading “riot gear will collect dust: a proclamation from the prophet isaiah of america”
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somewhere between prayer and revolution
The Flobots penned this lyric, in my title, in the opening line of “Same Thing.” The lyrics continue with “between Jesus and Huey P. Newton.” And on this particular Sunday in the month of October, we find ourselves holding these same tensions. This weekend is #fergusonoctober and I am grateful that many of my peers fromContinue reading “somewhere between prayer and revolution”
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