On Sunday, the day after an African-American woman was shot by a white policeman who came to do a welfare check on her, well-known speaker and Bible study leader Beth Moore posted her frustration on Twitter. I responded about the books that recently have made me more aware and also more heartbroken. If you’ve read
I’m No Superstar
I’m No Superstar is a blog for people like me who want to make a difference in the world but know they aren’t activists. Each post contains a social action idea that most of us could do, a book that’s worth reading, or a link to a website that offers other ideas. Oh, and it’s all introduced by a sometimes quirky story from my life.
What is the first book you remember reading? Johnny’s Cookies is the first I remember actively seeking to “read,” the first book I memorized. I continually took it out of our church library. A counting book in which Johnny gives his cookies to various people, it wasn’t profound kids’ lit; but I loved it. At
Widespread public access to knowledge, like public education, is one of the pillars of our democracy, a guarantee that we can maintain a well-informed citizenry. Scott Turow Public schools perform a vital function in our society, allowing children from any socioeconomic background the opportunity to learn basic facts and skills, to discover new interests and
I am pro-life. Fully pro-life. Because I am fully pro-life, I want to prevent babies from being killed while still in their mothers’ wombs. Because I am fully pro-life, I want to stop 8600 children from dying today and tomorrow and the day after and the day after that from poverty-related diseases (that’s 3 million
School started in our area either last week or today (except for the one slacker district that waits until after Labor Day). And the Facebook feeds have been popping. Yeah, yeah, there have certainly been plenty of those darling, awkward, first-day-of-school pics. But there have also been the posts like these (names and photos changed to
“More girls have been killed in the last fifty years—particularly in China, India and Pakistan—simply because they are girls than the number of men killed in all the wars of the twentieth century.” Stop and read that statistic again. I read it today in Work With Me by Barbara Annis and John Gray. It horrified