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This year, as we celebrate the birth of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. we are too often tempted to celebrate what has been achieved rather than examine what God continues to call out of us. Hopefully we know that there is no such thing as "post-racial," even after the election of an African American president.
This is what a girl power movie should be. I went to see Whip It because it looked fun and was a totally Austin film (there's something fun about sitting in the Alamo Drafthouse watching a movie where the characters go to the Drafthouse
Postville, Iowa, is a powerful place. Tuesday, hundreds of community members and people of faith from across the country gathered to pray and reflect on the traumatic events of May 12, 2008.
We waited for 30 minutes. Standing, awkward, we looked up at the board. When I arrived at Penn Station the board said train #167, enroute to Washington D.C., "25 mins late"... Five minutes later, "30 mins late." The terminal filled up, more people standing -- waiting ... and wondering if the others hovering with backpacks and napsacks and yoga mats were all waiting for the same thing.