I don't know if this will help me find my purpose. What I do know is that sitting in front of my computer day after day waiting for my purpose to find me is going to get me nowhere. At least now, I'm going somewhere.
Pencils of Promise (PoP) is a passionate for-purpose organization that delivers quality education to impoverished children. They've built over 300 schools and impacted over 340,000 lives all while pioneering the for-purpose driven organization.
World Health Organization (WHO) estimates that about 800 women die every day from preventable causes associated with pregnancy and childbirth. Over 50 percent of these deaths occur in countries in sub-Saharan Africa, like Ghana.
I thought I could make a real impact on a foreign healthcare system for an incredibly marginalized population in a developing country -- me, the one who had probably never experienced anything on a remotely soul-challenging level in her entire life.
Midway through Lent, pretty much every year, we clergy types have to look once again at an extremely odd story of Jesus taking a whip to the "Money Changers" in the Temple in Jerusalem.
If you live in the U.S. or another country with strong rules for keeping the air and water clean, it's likely your neighbors don't have radiation poisoning or barrels of pesticide festering in the backyard. Those in low- and middle-income countries are not so fortunate.
The summer of 1969 was the hottest of my life. After the call for black power, I and many activists were facing even more intensive attacks as J. Edgar Hoover's strategy for "counterinsurgency" unfolded.
Fifty individuals and families have joined in, each giving $1 or more a day to support the grantees. Here are the extraordinary people we supported this week.
The interfaith movement is a rich mosaic of efforts, ranging from theological discourse to practical coalitions. Some interreligious harmony work is built on ethereal, ethical, and theological foundations.
My first trip to Ghana was almost five years ago. Like many visitors who have traveled there, I fell in love with the people and the country; I returned from the trip with a desire to contribute, and help Africa develop and grow.
Following in the footsteps of Malcolm this year in Africa and the Middle East, I've learned that knowledge, humility, and humor make for great weapons in the fight for freedom.
I fell in love across the Atlantic in a country more beautiful than God himself while four months pregnant with another man's child.
Black America, we have so much to actually learn about Africa -- and yes, it does matter. For far too long, our perceptions have been negatively impacted by white dominated narratives that have plagued our grade school text books and public discourse about the Motherland.
At a time when society needs it the most, Dr. Kingsley Fletcher proves himself to be a man committed to not only challenging society's misconceptions on Africa's potential, but a leader personally invested in the well-needed restoration of black relations across the globe.
For Francis in Ghana, mental illness led to him being held captive with his legs shackled through a hole carved in a log. Sadly, stories like this are not uncommon among the 450 million people suffering from mental disorders in low and middle-income countries.
As I begin to look forward to what awaits me in the Motherland, my Facebook timeline and social media accounts are filled with ignorance and caution about any and everything African.