We are the recipients of an incredible gift and a beautiful vision.

This burning flame represented hope during the bleakness of World War II.

There’s never been a time in the United States history when black rebellions did not spark existential fear among white people.

We can plant the seeds of love and justice in the world.

Our ancestors in faith acted with courage to bring hope and safety.

White supremacy illuminates the exceptional instead of blaming the system.

We have come here today to remember what some are intent on making us forget.

Sometimes it feels like Father’s Day is more about enshrining a myth than it is about facing the realities of fatherhood.

We in the developed world are like homeowners who inherited a house on a piece of land that is beautiful on the outside, but whose soil is unstable loam and rock, heaving and contracting over generations, cracks patched but the deeper ruptures waved away for decades, centuries even....

I was born nine years after four little girls were killed in Birmingham, Alabama, and two other boys later the same day.

Black men are not a species. They, you, belong to humanity.

I saw the parade pass by with the last soldier marching. I saw politicians stand by not in pride, but in shame as they recited the names of the dead and admitted their failure. I saw the marching band step in time to silence, no more hymns of glory could they play. I saw mothers and fathers say,...

This was created as a Message for All Ages for a service honoring Yom Ha’Shoah, the Jewish holiday for Holocaust Remembrance. In 2016, Yom Ha'Shoah begins on the evening of Wednesday, May 4th and ends on the evening of Thursday, May 5th. Once there was a place that was very bleak and dreary. All...