Be Not Distracted - Live Out Your Story!

It’s that awful time of the year: political flyers, relentless texts, and people pleading with me to vote for them! I have absolutely no faith in submitting to this empire that serves only those who have money, power, and privilege. What I do have faith in: people who resist the empire, grassroots movements motivated by inclusive compassion for those who’ve been rejected, and our Merciful God who loves those who are struggling, homeless, incarcerated, and refugees.
Every day, at the moment, if you’re like me, you’re getting bombarded with a whole lot of political mailings and videos from our incumbent alderman, James Cappleman. It's tiring! If it wasn’t for how many people believe this stuff, the lies and use of propaganda shoved in my face would be hilarious! I could ignore it, but he's had some real and devastating effects on the lives of people I care about. I cringe over how much money is spent mailing out and posting this propaganda so that he can be re-elected; money that…

Hope! It's hard to grasp....

Hope! It's so hard to grasp when despair is always knocking at our doors. Yet, despite it all, hope doesn't disappoint and it shines, mysteriously, in the chaos! Though it may be dim at times, hope remains, hope’s there, lighting up even those pitch dark caves we venture into! 

Every week I see things that could shatter me. I witness things that could make me numb. I hear about things that could send me into depression and give me fits of rage. The injustice and inequality I witness every day is downright criminal. Whether we choose to admit it or not, we are all surrounded by despair and hopelessness! 
I see it! I feel it! I know it! I mourn over the cyclical nature of addiction, systemic racism, the brutality of those with power, the violence that hits our streets and the abusive preying on the weak and mentally ill by those who’ve been given authority to administer rules and protect them. 
It doesn't change! It's the same every week, only the names, faces, and stories …

Extreme Weather Ain’t No Joke

Weather like today’s ain’t no joke! 
It's brutal.
It's deadly.

But what about those experiencing homelessness?
How do they escape it’s deadly grip when it’s more likely to grasp them with a vicelike tenacity? 
They announce, “don’t go outside!”  They announce, “check on your neighbors, especially if they’re old or sick!”  They announce, “if you have to go outside, don’t linger!”
But how do you do that if you’re experiencing homelessness?  How can they obey these rules when society keeps shutting them out, shoving them around, and pushing them down? 
It’s so frigidly oppressive, they’ve shut down schools. It’s so detrimentally risky, many businesses are closed. It’s so fatalistically brutal, many workers are staying home in bed. 
But what about our friends experiencing homelessness?  How will they escape this brutal wave of frigidly oppressive weather swooping down on them? 
The threat of frostbite is real.  As is hypothermia
...and even freezing to death. Walking to a shelter 
Waiting for the tr…

Knowing (and Loving) Our Neighbors

"How can we LOVE our neighbors, if we don't KNOW our neighbors?"

"How can we be Salt and Light, if we keep ourselves insulated from the world?"

"How can we imitate Jesus if our doors remain shut and we don't allow anyone in?"

"How can we LOVE our neighbors, if we view certain people as 'the other' or unworthy?"

Love is hard! It takes effort! It takes time! Love is governed by freedom, not by law! It embraces things that are difficult. Love means stepping into situations we'd rather avoid. It involves forgiveness. Love requires movement! It means going! Love takes courage! It means embracing those we'd rather turn our backs on! Love helps us conquer our fears.

If we don't know our neighbors, I believe we can't truly love our neighbors the way we should or could!
Love goes way beyond typing "I love you" on a keyboard, it means getting out from behind that screen and going deep into the trenches. It requires gett…

Songs about homelessness and gentrification.

Here are a few songs that address injustice, homelessness, poverty, and gentrification...
Living Colour singing about gentrification... Whereas this song stems out of New York City's East Village, it speaks to the lasting and traumatic effects of gentrification everywhere. This song is extremely relevant because I have seen the painful consequences of gentrification in Uptown, causing me to address and mourn over it repeatedly on this blog: see Uptown: Choose Love "Open Letter (To A Landlord)"
Now you can tear a building down But you can't erase a memory These houses may look all run down But they have a value you can't see... This is my neighborhood This is where I come from I call this place my home You call this place a slum You want to run all the people out This what you're all about Treat poor people just like trash Turn around and make big cash Prophets of Rage singing about tent cities, homelessness and inequality... “‘Living on the 110’ is a song that speaks to the i…

UPTOWN: Choose Love, Not Hate!

I felt stirred to write something after recently listening to a podcast by April Diaz called The Global FringeDr. Daniel White Hodgewas being interviewed. He was speaking about living a profane faith (which is the name of his own podcast) in this jacked-up world, and in it, he made a very thought-provoking and sad statement about Uptown! I live in Uptown, so this comment was very real and challenging for me... The Comment and Challenge!"...what disturbs me the most, are honestly, white liberals and white progressives, I neverknow where they stand. Never! I hate going into Bucktown or Uptown, here in Chicago. Because I'm like, man, all the little white progressives, all that "I stand with her!" They'll be the first to curse me out! They'll be the first to call the cops on me. They'll be the first! So, at least I know where right-wingers stand. I know exactly where an alt-right person stands. I know exactlywhere a neo-nazi stands. And so I never know that…