Like many African- Americans, I had mixed emotions about getting vaccinated against the COVID-19 virus.
In my opinion as a pastor and counselor to many over the past four decades, I have witnessed quite a few people who have experienced hardships and adversity of various types who were able to turn trouble into triumph and pain into power.
As the dominant and most intelligent species that the Creator set upon the earth, humans have conquered and trained perhaps all other forms of both plant and animal life.
As I recently looked at myself in the mirror, as well as at some photos that dated back for quite a few years, I was somewhat amazed at the changes I have undergone in the past 50 years.
I recently had a brief conversation with one of my brothers about the role that our father had on our lives.
With 2021 being only a short span of time away, we need to make sure that we are going forth into this New Year with hope and optimism.
In my column last week, we considered the Christmas Story from a biblical perspective.
I am going to attempt something during this Christmas season that I have never done before.
Before I address the subject of my column today, I must first go back in time to when I was growing up in New Town.
There are three times each year when my Judeo-Christian convictions dictate the nature and substance of what I write about in my column.