By Khalil Hakim
The Black Church needs to say something because Dr. King echoed these powerful words in his letter from the Birmingham jail:
“Wherever the early Christians entered a town the power structure got disturbed and immediately sought to convict them for being ‘disturbers of the peace’ and ‘outside agitators.’ But they went on with the conviction that they were a ‘colony of heaven’ and had to obey God rather than man. They were small in number but big in commitment. They were too God-intoxicated to be ‘astronomically intimidated.’ They brought an end to such ancient evils as infanticide and gladiatorial contest. Things are different now. The contemporary Church is so often a weak, ineffectual voice with an uncertain sound. It is so often the arch-supporter of the status quo. Far from being disturbed by the presence of the Church, the power structure of the average community is consoled by the Church’s silent and often vocal sanction of things as they are.”
We are excited to announce an excellent opportunity for our readers to not only win tickets to Tavis Smiley’s stage play, “Death of A King,” on February 8, 2018, but to become more knowledgeable about the life of Dr. King, the life of King that you don’t know. As Tavis Smiley’s byline says, “The man you know, the story you don’t.”
If I told you that I came from a legacy of generational barbarism, would you trust me to be your moral compass?
If I told you that I came from a legacy of generational historical piracy, would you trust me to teach your children?
Long-awaited, the Brady Arts Business Administration voted today, Friday, August 25, 2017, to remove the name “Brady” District. The Administration’s decision comes after years of push back from North Tulsa community members who refused to honor known Klansmans Tate Brady by either not shopping or constantly reminding Tulsan’s of Tate Brady’s Klansman’s activities.
Many of us have never made an appointment with a therapist to discuss these issues and never will. We just keep going and putting on the appearance of strength when inside we are really broken.
After analyzing the roots of this word, it’s clear that we have failed as a city at reconciliation. At what point do we begin the hard work of genuine, working reconciliation?
Angels of light flew on chariots of steel through the night sky. They reached their unmelonated palms and abominable fingers into the heavens, grabbed a hand full of stars and angrily cast them in jealousy upon the joy filled descendants of Ibraham that dwelled in the District of Greenwood in the diaspora.