This morning I approached my wife about wanting to have a discussion with the boys about anti-black racism. She was against it saying that they are too young (7yo & 6yo) I explained to her that they are not babies anymore and they at least have to be notified of what’s going on.

She hunched over and cried, saying “it’s not fair”. Which I totally understand because it’s not. But at some point you go from being the cute little cub that people want to adopt, to being A Lion. It happens in an instant. All of sudden the looks change and for a young kid it...

can make you feel like your the wrong player in a video game. There’s nothing wrong with your player, the game is rigged and this conversation is the cheat code. You have to be aware, and you have to move different. As I prepare for this conversation I ask for your prayers for...

Wisdom on how to answer any questions I don’t know the answers to. I remember when my mom told me about how there are two strikes against me. I hated that conversation but eventually I was glad we had it. She’s right, It’s not fair but we can’t afford to play fair anymore.