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Daniel’s Fast Breath

  Every New Year’s Day, my church begins the year with a 21 day Daniel’s fast. It’s based on Daniel 1:8-14: “But Daniel resolved not to defile himself with the royal food and wine, and he asked the chief official for permission not to defile…

Prose for My Period

After a 3 year continuous stretch of either being pregnant and/or nursing a baby, I finally got my first period. Yay. I am now reminded that I hate my period, and that it in return must hate me. This hate-hate relationship has inspired me to…

School for Blackness

Every year, Asian-American families send their young to community centers to study their native tongue and immerse them in the culture and customs of their land of origin. They do this so that they can still maintain a connection to their roots and be just…

Poverty and Bliss

I'm pretty sure I've said it before, and I'm going to say it again: This trip to Africa changed me forever...or has at least changed me for the foreseeable next few months. There was a time in my life when I was constantly worrying about…

Look Out! He's Got a Gun…and He's GAY!

Democrats are going to be scrambling during the lame duck session to get Don't Ask Don't Tell repealed before they leave their posts. I've got a good number of friends in the military, but none of them are gay (that I know of), so I…

Another Colored Blog

Yep. This is another blog about the movie For Colored Girls. Get used to it. Between now and January you're going to see a lot of them out there in the blogosphere. The movie has received mixed reviews, but for the most part, the consensus…

I'm Your Bigot

Arrgghhh!!! I am SO sick of American political correctness. There used to be a time when people could engage in conversation, say what they mean (and mean what they say), listen to the other guy's opinion and politely agree to disagree. End of discussion. Now?…

So Much Ghana Love

God, I love being a Ghanaian, don't you? Although my hybrid blood prevents me from claiming to be a 100%, unadulterated Ghanaian, I am compelled to "foreskin" on that part of my heritage and claim it exclusively as my own. Every culture has something to…

When Friendships Expire

(Put away your harps and violins, lads; it's not that kind of post today) Make new friends x2 But keep the old One is silver and other gold That was the refrain from this ghastly melody we were forced to sing as "obligatory" Girl Guides.…

Of Baby Naming and Tribalism

When I was about 14, my sister and I got this poster that we hung on our bedroom closet that listed the 'Great Queens of Africa'. It featured your usual suspects: Nzinga, Nefertiti, Queen Nandi and Yaa Asantewaa. With their faces staring back in the…