It was somewhere between 2011 and 2013, I'd guess. I was married but didn't have any children so it was easy to agree to middle-of-the-day activities. I served as an elder in my church and volunteered, along with another elder to take Communion to someone who couldn't attend our worship services. The other elder was …
i don’t promise eloquence, just words.
There's so much in my little world that currently has something to do with race, race relations, and racism (nothing against me, that I know of, but involving people/entities that I know and/or am impacted by). It's easy to feel a bit overwhelmed by it all, to wonder what to say or if to even …
