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I could be wrong. I could be overreacting. But in my opinion (key words), there’s just too much of a lack of diversity in several areas of our lives. Maybe it’s just my being in the South that plays a part in this.

I believe we have all these unique people created in God’s image to be able to engage with one another. I don’t think He made us different to stay away from one another. I think it’s our differences that enable us to creatively cultivate ideas and concepts.

This is a short post, but I was curious to see if anyone else felt that the lack of diversity was an issue? I’m used to being the only black person in a lot of places, but should I have to be?

I could be wrong. I could be right. I just wanted to invite people to think about whether or not this is an issue where they are. It may not be. In fact, I hope it’s not. However, I do believe that if you can easily count the people in a room that look like you, it just may not be diverse enough.



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Creative Journal

Write about the three most important ingredients in your cookbook.

Since I’ve been born and raised in the South my cookbook has the necessities for good ol’ Southern cooking. So stereotypically speaking, the most important ingredients are sugar, butter, and flour.

Everything needs to be a little sweeter. That’s why sugar was invented. Can’t get the kids to eat their peas? Sprinkle a little sugar on them. Your spaghetti missing something? You know what to add.

And who can really enjoy a meal without a little fat. Everyone needs a little butter, right? It just, helps the food, but not your cholesterol.

Lastly, is it really cooked if it’s not fried? I mean really. Is it fried properly if it’s not rolled in flour? I think not.

For the record, I actually have changed my eating habits, but I will admit that it is hard to fight the cravings.

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That Flag

I have been in debates about the Confederate flag with friends of mine since I was in middle school, so I will be brief.

I have had very close friends wear things that had the Confederate flag on them. It hurt my feelings so bad. I couldn’t understand how they could wear something that was so offensive to me. I would never knowingly do or wear something that I knew was a sensitive matter to them. I just couldn’t understand it. I couldn’t understand the lack of respect that I felt I no longer had in or for that friendship.

I can’t explain it. Call me sensitive, but I can’t help that there is a certain nastiness I relate to the Confederate flag. I don’t think every person that likes the flag is racist, but I do think they may lack a certain level of relatability to other people who see it as a symbol of hate, and if nothing else as something offensive and divisive to their personhood.

No need for me to continue on my soapbox, because so many people are saying similar things. But as a Christian, I have read where Paul said he wouldn’t eat food sacrificed to idols, because there are some Christians who are still growing in their faith that find it offensive. So for the sake of keeping them from stumbling he would not eat meat that had been sacrificed to idols even though he knew where he stood with the Lord ( 1 Corinthians 8).

Now, in this “one nation under God” why can’t an offensive flag be removed in support of the Christian brothers and sisters that it offends?

My uncle shared his sentiments yesterday, and I enjoyed it, so here it is:

Although I do agree that we must not lose sight of the fact that a human being shot and killed the 9 people in Charleston. We must also admit that the Confederate flag is a symbol used to show brotherhood and kinship to white supremacy and is embraced by people like Roof which fuels hatred. I grew up in a small town and came face to face with the KKK and this Confederate flag when I was 16 years old. They were holding a rally in my town and had the flag proudly displayed next to the black dog named “NI***R” which they kicked, pushed and choked with a chain. I am pretty sure they were not using the flag to remind me of Apple Pie and warm summer nights in the south. So as you process the thought of removing the flag from government buildings be mindful of how many people have been impacted by those who use it to communicate an unspoken thought of hatred and fear for my personal safety and survival. Why would you want to display something that does that to another human being? Surely we can display OUR Southern Pride another way.

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Church: Why is it so hard to go? (Part 2)

I still would say that one of the hardest parts about living in Hartwell is the church. I’m not a big “going out” person so the fact there’s nothing to do here is whatever to me. It’s not detrimental to me. I don’t think my future husband is in Hartwell either, so that sucks a little bit too, but I still think the hardest part is church.

Not having the option and basically being forced to attend either a white church or a black church really sucks. Heaven is going to be mixed and it’s going to be all kinds of different people in Heaven so the fact that I don’t have there here in Hartwell makes it really tough.

I enjoy the church I do go to, but it’s not a mixed congregation so it makes it really hard for me. We’re in the South so we know it’s going to be separated and segregated in some kind of way. That just comes from the territory, that comes from the history of everything that has taken place here. However, church is supposed to be different.

Church is supposed to be the one place that all that stuff just doesn’t matter. Church is supposed to be the one place where your race doesn’t matter, or your sex doesn’t matter, or your socioeconomic status doesn’t matter. When you come to church, church is supposed to be the place where you forget that all that other stuff happens outside of church. It’s supposed to be time to forget that all that other stuff outside of church is going on.

Church should be the smallest glimpse of heavenly praise. It’s hard being here knowing that things are divided. And it’s not any one person’s fault, but it is a fault in history and in the present that we’ve maintained these differences in our churches.

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