ANGELA SANDERS WRITES

When you grow up white…

When you grow up white… People of all shades grin back at you. Most of the dolls on the shelves have skin that matches yours.  Your acts of mild rebellion are considered indicators of “pluck,” not innate depravity. People don’t lock their doors when your daddy walks...

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A Personal Easter

It’s time.  I didn’t hear the words, but I felt them just as surely as if God Himself had tapped me on the shoulder and given me a tender nudge.  Heart pounding, palms sweaty, I scooted out of bed and made my way down the dark hallway in my nightgown toward the clink...

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What the World Needs Now

“This year, I want to worry less and love more.”  “My new goal is to love others as I love myself.”  “I just want to love God more.”  Worthy goals, all of them. But I wonder, what do these people think love is?  How will they know if they’ve done it?  If they are like...

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Measuring “Mic Drop” Moments

During a recent trip to Hobby Lobby, I happened upon a scene I wish I hadn’t witnessed. “I TOLD YOU TO STOP!” To my left, a young mother took a matter—and her child—in hand, her grip on his arm strong enough to lift him a few inches off the ground.  In the cart, a...

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