1. Last night’s communion was one of the most powerful I can remember. We offered congregants Skittles and Arizona iced tea; recalling Trayvon Martin’s last supper before his crucifixion.

2. I’m glad that we could offer a moment to honor Trayvon’s life, but still overwhelmed with sorrow and rage.

He went out to buy Skittles and iced tea. A child’s meal. When will we let Black kids be kids?

3. The juxtaposition of utter frivolity and harmlessness in the food Trayvon purchased, and the ways he was portrayed as “dangerous,” is too much to bear!

4. Jesus was crucified because the Roman Empire saw his revolutionary love as a danger.

Two thousand years later, we’re still crucifying precious love—killing children and blaming them for their death. How long, O Lord? How long?