"The Bible knows nothing about peace without justice," said that great prophet of joyful restorative justice, Desmond Tutu, when he received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1984.
I consider myself a peacemaker and a patriot. I come from a long line of warriors and military servicemen.
In an op-ed piece in Monday's Wall Street Journal, on
Notre Dame President Rev.
On the anniversary of the 1994 Tutsi Genocide in Rwanda, I was invited by Miracle Corners of the World to attend a ceremony held at the Church Center
Today the world is remembering Rwanda and the genocide that started there 15 years ago.
I have a confession to make. In the ninth year of the 21st century, and on my own 46th birthday, I may be the last activist left in America that has never penned a blog.
Here we are again, and again, and again. It is not a new message or a new concern. People have been suffering, starving, raped, beaten and killed year in and year out.
I was on a conference call for an hour and a half last week. It was intense. I haven't fully calmed down from it. I paced back and forth in the living room for a good portion of it.
I guess that people are on a journey when it comes to faith. Some admit to being on a journey, while there are those who state they have arrived.