Facing Prejudice from the Back Seat

Facing Prejudice from the Back Seat

I had been preaching at a conference in South Africa and was now in a taxi on the way to the airport. My driver was a mixed-race guy, friendly and affable, so I was encouraged in our conversation to ask him to tell me about the changes he’d experienced in South Africa...
The Art of Desegregation

The Art of Desegregation

I knew that my future husband, Tom, was a different kind of guy when he announced on one of our first dates, “So, I have this lifelong mission statement.” First of all, anyone who knows my husband is not surprised. Tom is nothing if not intentional. Everything from...
The Worn Dirt Path That Exposed My Prejudice

The Worn Dirt Path That Exposed My Prejudice

I had a good childhood. I was loved, cared for, and protected from everything. I had no idea what racial prejudice was. And bias? I thought it was a journalistic term to avoid. I grew up a farm girl living in the culturally poor Heartland, and very little has changed...