Communication

Do you find it difficult to talk things out with your husband when you have issues? Do you keep things to yourself and hope that they get better? What happens when you have an argument or disagreement? Do you blow up at him or give him the silent treatment? James 1:19 offers this advice: “So …

No More Plasma TV

“You have a plasma TV, right?” “Had.  I got rid of it.” “How come?” “Too many issues.” “What sort of issues?” “One issue is the screen reflection.  When I’m watching the News or a movie or a program, I don’t want to see me or the room reflected on the screen.  It’s extremely annoying and …

International Day of the African Child

Today is the Day of the African Child. Since 1991, this day has been celebrated on June 16 to commemorate those killed during the Soweto Uprising in South Africa, and to recognize the courage of the students who marched for their right to an education. This year's theme is ‘access to child-friendly justice’. ‘Access to …

Teenage Dating Violence

My husband and I are watching Greenleaf, the Oprah Winfrey series on Netflix.  I think that if you were to look up the word, dysfunctional in the dictionary, you would see a photo of the Greenleaf family.  They give new meaning to the word.  There are so many issues and skeletons in that family that …

Press for Progress

Today is International Women's Day and this year's theme is Press for Progress.  The event is celebrated every year on March 8 to commemorates the movement for women's rights. This morning I learned a very interesting fact which was that the earliest Women's Day observance, called "National Woman's Day," was held on February 28, 1909 …

Shackles

As she read the two volume autobiography of Olaudah Equiano, she was reminded of how fortunate she was.  She was a black, educated woman who was able to go to the university of her choice and become what she had always dreamed of.   She and her parents left the West Indies for a better life in America.   Her …

International Day of the Girl

On my twelfth birthday, I sat on the cold ground in a corner of a dark room with my knees drawn up to my chin and my arms wrapped around them as the tears rolled down my dirty cheeks.   I couldn’t sleep.   I didn’t want to sleep because I was afraid that he would come back and hurt …

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