“Sweet dreams, baby…”

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Surrounded by this voice drenched in a Southern lilt, this talking book full of affirmations encapsulates me with whispered tones of “I love you” and “I can’t live my life without you.” You know it’s not for you yet it feels as if you’re the only woman in the world listening. You can tell through the comments below the video that you aren’t alone — there’s a community of like-minded women blessed to hear a man — this man — dote out words of affirmation as they — like you — curl up under the duvet and drift in and…

Usually these moments don’t go down that way. A system set up to protect those in power will never let it be tumbled. We’ve seen the building stand for centuries; what now could shake its foundations? Yet we heard a guilty and celebrated such a sad milestone to hit: a police officer being held accountable for a failure to protect and serve.

George Floyd should still be here. I know it’s a Christian precept to say that no death is in vain but in case, Christian rhetoric must take a backseat. This wasn’t a sacrifice. God ain’t tell George to…

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An appointed quarterback languished on the bench as his backup came out onto the field. The offense woke up; the team looked brand new, fresh out of the box. Receivers got open, the defense got hungry. Yet despite the theatrics, they lost. Coach played it cool in the press conference but everyone knew the deal: Michael Vick would be the starting quarterback for the Philadelphia Eagles.

Sunday’s game against the Packers felt like an ill case of “remember when…”.

Obviously some of the details are different. Kevin Kolb, QB1, wasn’t coming off of three years of injuries, a passenger seat…

I know that when justice comes, crooks are to be terrified. Justice didn’t come today and the crooks willed it to be so. And the American criminal justice system is as crooked and terrifying as they come. So is Scripture lying to me? Is Proverbs mocking us in the midst of our lifetime? Or our Your people so lost that they can’t find their way back to what You created us to be: whole.

In wholeness, a woman died by gunfire. In her bed, next to her love. In wholeness, Black people mourned. In wholeness, Black people screamed until our…

…”in a racist society, God is never color-blind. To say God is color-blind is analogous to saying that God is blind to justice and injustice, to right and wrong, to good and evil.” — James Cone, A Black Theology of Liberation.

“Will we repent?” That’s been the call from several white pastors, preachers, theologians and parishioners in response to what many are calling our country’s worst racial reckoning since the Civil Rights era of the sixties. Every day, with new stories and new faces to lament, church folks of all hues find themselves in a moment where they are all crying out to God asking ‘why?” Why must a knee crush a neck? Why must a soldier die after fearing for her safety? Why are Black women dying at the hands of police officers and paramedics. Why did an EMT get…

“Still the other seed fell on good soil. It came up and yielded a crop, a hundred times more than was sown.” — Luke 7:8 (NIV)

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I thought I dodged you until I found your Twitter. I guess I needed a reminder about my greatest mistake and the most joyless decision ever made.

I called you by so many names as I read your pontifications about love and life. I caught it fairly quick that I was on the other side of your “lessons learned.” Watching you give relationship advice even though you failed to produce such a thing with me. I helped you grow, I guess.

Our relationship couldn’t produce anything of value because the soil was so damn damaged.

We didn’t set a solid…

So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. — John 8:36 (NIV)

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Free From Entanglements

“I just wanted to feel good.” I felt that shit, sure did.

The world — Black Twitter/Tumblr/Instagram/Internet — seems to be slowly getting over the best 3:00 PM on a Friday “news dump” of the 21st century: The Entanglement. The most riveting twelve minutes of Red Table Talk history, Will and Jada Smith came to that vaunted red piece of furniture to “clear the air” about the rumors swirling around Jada’s “relationship” with August Alsina, the latter admitting to their relationship in an interview of his own earlier in the week.

To be honest, it was the most fun I…

“Unless you people see signs and wonders,” Jesus told him, “you will never believe.” — John 4:48

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I knew it was going to happen. I knew I was going to cave to the pressure of missing you too damn much. I hate that you have to be a witness to my weakness, man.

Here’s the thing: I put on these fronts like I’m tough, that I can’t be rattled in the midst of a storm. You can’t wipe me out. “Built Ford Tough,” that’s me. It’s such a lie, though. I’m the weakest when it comes to denying myself what I want. When I want you so bad to pay attention to me, I do whatever it…

“Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” - 1 Chronicles 4:10


God coerced the moon, stars, sun and sky to orchestrate a moment like this. You and me. Us. Too perfect.

Too perfect.

Orchestrate a moment where you, mere weeks before your wedding, ask if I, minutes before blocking both you and her on Facebook, still had feelings for you. It was like you needed to bare your soul to someone before you took the plunge into this thing called marriage. …

“Bad company corrupts good character.” — 1 Corinthians 15:33 (NIV)

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Bad Company

Him? Finessed out. Drug dealer certified, thoroughly Southwest Philly. Me? Straight from the suburbs, street game depleted. But I understood why I was his escape. I had no idea of the streets. I couldn’t hold him accountable to their games. He could hide.

College was a weird time for me. It was my first time away from home; my first time with a taste of freedom. I didn’t know much about life plus I really didn’t know much at all. The streets I ran had no streetlights and sidewalks and the police came in less than five minutes. We heard…

Ciara Todd

Memoirist in spirit and in truth. Christian essayist when both the spirit and truth move me. email: crjtwrites[at]gmail.com

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