Wishing Big

Wishing Big

How old were you when you learned to wish big?

I was a child growing up in Mississippi. My dad worked at Sears & Roebuck. Each September he would bring home the new catalog. It pictured everything Sears sold. I was instructed to circle everything I wanted for Christmas. So I did.

Sears Silvertone Guitar, Lionel Train Set, Ted Williams Baseball Glove, Remington 12 Gauge Shotgun. I sat on my bed for hours wishing—imagining what might appear beneath our Christmas tree. That’s when I learned to wish big.

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Ferguson, Breath, and Justice

Ferguson, Breath, and Justice

When Derrick Rose wore a pre-game warm-up shirt that said, “I can’t breathe,” I sensed that a movement might be underway. When Nashville residents laid down in the middle of Interstate 24 on a busy Thanksgiving traffic night, I sensed that a movement might be underway. When Isaiah Fish, TNU Class of 2014 and M.Div. Candidate at Union Theological Seminary in the City of New York, wrote me about his social justice concerns, I sensed that a movement might be underway.

Is Ferguson and New York City a one-week news cycle or the beginning of a call for justice from a nation still sinning and healing?

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