The city of Nashville has a long legacy of city leaders gathering in back rooms to determine the future of their neighbors. From the Watauga Club downtown to the West Nashville Mafia gathered in a booth at Wendell Smiths to the sheriff and his friends talking in the lounge of an East Nashville funeral home, Nashville has often been formed by people (usually white men) meeting in secret who think they know what’s best for everyone else.… Read the rest
I would see her walking down the street, using a red wheelchair as a walker . . . a pushcart filled with everything she owned. I would learn her name was Janice, and she’d been on the streets for a while.… Read the rest
Dear President Elect Trump,
The day has finally come and in just a few hours you will be standing on the steps of the Capitol, making your pledge to defend the Constitution of the United States. At that moment, a transition happens – from one president to another, from one vision of the nation to a different one, from one approach to leadership and governance to a different set of values.… Read the rest
God of the ages,
I don’t want to pray this prayer tonight.
It’s not that I don’t want to be with you.
I need to hear your voice.
I need your comfort.
I need to ask “Why?”
And I have no problem praying for
and all of us who have been terrorized
and are trying to not walk in fear.… Read the rest