Editor’s Note: Blog first appeared at http://bronlea.wordpress.com/. Permission was given by the author to repost.
This card with my name and fingerprint on it, also records my official Alien Number, assigned to me by the United States Citizenship and Immigration Service.
We are now at the end of our ninth year of […]Continue Reading →
Editor’s note: This post originally appeared as a Facebook note penned a few days after the Zimmerman verdict was rendered.
To my beloved brothers Timothy and Stephen:
I’m sorry that you still live in a society where you are deemed “suspicious” simply due to the color of your skin, your style […]Continue Reading →
It can be frustrating, at times, to be a faithful Christian in the public square. Personally, two issues dominate my activism: abortion and immigration. While they are separate and complex issues, I believe they stem from the same root belief: every person born into the world was created in the image […]Continue Reading →
Outside of my home country of South Korea, there is no other country except the United States where people can assume that I am “one of them.” This is because there are Americans that look like me, and also perhaps because of this […]Continue Reading →
Guest Blog by: Yaphet Tedla
After about a month and half into a semester spent in Jerusalem, my friends and I found ourselves sitting in the cafeteria of our school and reminiscing of things we missed about America. The school was built of […]Continue Reading →
I always identified Tuscaloosa with “Roll Tide,” not the “Clergy Criminalization Act.”
That changed when I spent two weeks in late 2011 working with the Alabama Coalition for Immigrant Justice.
I traveled to Alabama to support the resident bishop of […]Continue Reading →
Isabel Wilkerson was the first African-American woman to win the Pulitzer Prize in journalism. She is also the author of the expansive work The Warmth of Other Suns.
Her books spans the years of 1915-1970, when six million people set out on the Great […]Continue Reading →
Two Sundays ago, my friend Kelli and I ate lunch in Chinatown, after visiting a local United Methodist Church. The blessing and the […]Continue Reading →