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Continuing on with our series 30 Reasons I love being black. Here are reasons 6-10

6. George Washington Carver (That dude that made 400 products from the peanut and sweet potato). Carver is an example of an incredible mind. Not only do I love peanut butter but Carver introduced it to the United States. He also wasn’t limited to peanut butter. You have to have an extraordinary capacity for creativity to create an after dinner mint from sweet potato. On top of all that he helped to save the ruined agricultural economy of the South.

7. Negative means Positive. Have you ever wondered why “bad” means “good”? It is a carryover from slave days where the slaves who fought and rebelled against their oppression were characterized as “bad”. The other slaves on the plantation looked up to these slaves and heroes and therefore “good”. This inversion of language has carried over to where “sick” means great and “dope” means awesome.

8. The whoop! The whoop is one of the most distinguishing features of black preaching. Without the whoop! black folks say that your preaching is just teaching. It is the sing songy way that the message is given and an indicator of the level and depth of the emotion that the preacher is feeling. The whoop! lets the congregation know that you are committed to the message, you believe in the message, you are feelin it!

9. The Ring Shout. The ring shout is a carryover from West Africa. When the emotional temperature rises in a church setting and the people experience divine joy they have to express it in dance and vocal praise. The ring shout can be seen in not only Pentecostal but also many other black churches. When the congregation is committed to the message, believes in it, and starts feeling it then it’s time to dance!

10. The Wiz. Frank L. Baum’s Wizard of Oz is a great story but the Wiz took it to another level. Michael Jackson as the Scarecrow. Nipsey Russell as the Tin Man. Diana Ross as Dorothy. And Richard Pryor as the Wiz. Although the film was not received well by critics I loved the fact that it had an all black cast and gave the Wizard of OZ a gritty urban feel. Ease on down! Ease on down! The road!

If you love black culture and history then check out my new book “His Story Our Story for the Kindle or get the print edition as well. It’s a Christian devotional based on black history figures. It comes complete with questions, prayers, and a resource guide at the end.

So in the last post I wrote out the 30 reasons I love being black. In the next couple of weeks I am going to unpack each of the reasons and I hope that if you are black you begin to love and understand yourself and if you are not black I hope that you get a better understanding and perspective of black culture as well as a love of it.

1. Family Reunions. I loved going to Stewart (my grandmother Reola Jessie’s maiden name) family reunions in Arkansas. The food was amazing. Hangin out with all of my cousins and great aunts and uncles was amazing. And we even got to get a talent show and a fashion show thrown in for good measure. Black family reunions are a time to celebrate the bonds of love that kept hope alive when the absurdity of slavery and Jim Crow kept us apart. I think we need to put a greater emphasis on these things as a people in a time where materialism and busyness can keep us apart. I wish somebody would organize another family reunion. The only reason why I’m not putting myself out there is because if I organize it then it will be a disaster. LOL

2. Pouring out a little liquor. The ancient African practice of pouring out libations for the ancestors traveled to America. I first witnessed this sitting on my block and watchin the O.G.’s pour out some of their malt liquor for the “ones who ain’t here”. I thought this was strange but little did I know this is a tradition that goes all the way back to Africa. It is meant to honor the ones who have gone before us.

3. Soul Food. Ok. So some of it is leftover scraps that the slave master used to give us. But not all of it. Black eyed peas and okra are eaten in West Africa like no tomorrow. And fried chicken. Everybody loves fried chicken. I think most of soul food is unhealthy but it also testifies to the ways that we as a people take the scraps that life gives us and turn them into a meal. It shows our creativity and the way we add spice to life. As far as the health thing goes just modify some recipes and reduce some of the salt and fat. You can eat healthy and celebrate the culture.

4. Jazz and Blues. Jazz is the music that shows the African American way of improvisation. Keeping up with the rhythm of life but singing your own song. It is born out of the desire to keep your own unique swagger but to also stay connected and in community. Blues is the way that black folk dealt with the sorrow of life. It is a protest against life’s absurdity. Where other people would have committed suicide than deal with the atrocities of lynching and Jim Crow oppression. Black folk down South sang the blues.

5. Hip Hop. Take away government programs for music and the arts. Give us a bland disco radio playlist. Enlist some help from Caribbean DJs. And what do you get? Hip Hop. Hip Hop as a culture has been attacked for its promotion of violence, materialism and sexual immorality. But truth be told Hip Hop is the protest of youth who said even though we have been oppressed and forgotten we will make you listen. The swagger and truth-telling are reminiscent of jazz and blues. The stories and oral traditions are similar to that of the West African griot and the black preacher. I remember hearing “The Message” being played at a party next door to our apartment in Compton when I was 7. Ever since then I’ve been hooked and although I don’t write rhymes anymore hip hop is in my blood.

What do you like/not like about soul food? Jazz and blues? Family reunions? Hip Hop? Pouring out a little liquor? Are you familiar with any of these things?

While you are at it check out my new book “His Story Our Story for the Kindle or get the print edition as well. It’s a Christian devotional based on black history figures. It comes complete with questions, prayers, and a resource guide at the end.

Let’s keep celebrating Black History Month!

It has been a very exciting journey to go from a random thought in my mind to actually pursuing writing an ebook called His Story, Our Story I am on a very steep learning curve and still am learning about marketing and all the business/technical aspects of writing. In the process of going from idea to reality and writing my first draft I have learned many lessons here are five of them:

All it takes is a page a day

Writing a book of any size can be daunting. I have always put it off because I was afraid I wouldn’t finish or I would end up writing until I was an AARP member. I intentionally started with a small ebook because of this challenge but I learned a secret. You can do a lot if you just write a page a day. If you write a page a day you can at least have 30 pages in a month, 90 pages in 3 months, and 180 pages in six months. On and on it goes until…Voila you have something to publish. Just start with one page a day and usually you actually write more than that. There’s something about that bare minimum that leave no room for failure and unlimited potential to write your heart out.

Write and then revise

Not only is one page a day doable but one crappy page a day is doable. I think these words should be posted on every author’s walls: Write and then revise. I got so much momentum going by just sitting in front of the computer and typing away. Some of it was horrible. Well guess what? Now in the editing stages what was considered horrible has now been revised into something readable.

Make this your life

You have to focus. This is where the rubber hits the road and separates the men from the boys and the dreamers from the doers. Throughout the time writing my first draft I was distracted by numerous things. Some of them good. Some of them not so good. All of them keeping me from my best. So here’s how I eliminated the distractions. I woke up not to go to work or to take care of all the other things that I had to do. I woke up to do what I wanted to do: write. I had my laptop set up so before I left the house I wrote. I made it my life.

Involve others in the early stages

The one thing that changed the game for me was letting people know what I was doing. Good old fashioned pride took care of the rest. It started with my wife. Then a couple of close friends. Then I let social media do its thing and then I had an obligation. Not only to myself but to the people who wanted to see me succeed. That’s some powerful motivation

Save your work

Here is the big lesson that I am learning now as I am putting the finishing touches on everything. While revising chapters I realized that some pages and paragraphs were missing. I was sure that I wrote them. What happened? I forgot to press save. Save your work is my next most important mantra. If I would have saved my work I wouldn’t have to go and remember what I actually wrote or come up with something new. Wasted time.

So those are my five lessons. What are some lessons you have learned in the writing process? Do you have any mantras or guidelines that keep you focused and creatively pursuing your art?

It sat there on the countertop

Tomato soup

Sliding down the side of a jet black mug

Into a red shaped puddle

Liquid mass

Sending out signals

Of this all too well known

Experience

Of imperfection

But in a moments time

It grows on you

Not as ugly as it first appeared

Red and White

Contrasting

Coming together

Never totally blending

The black cup

Sitting in the pool of their intimacy

Yes! It stopped me

Long enough to see the mess made on the countertop

Was beauty. Beauty incarnate

And that reminds me of another beautiful spill

I am 34 years old and I have decided to get a tattoo. Yes it seems a little late but I had numerous excuses including the following:

* I did not have enough money (I have spent the same amount of money on countless other things including stupid Christian self help books that I will be selling and giving away shortly)

* I was scared of the pain (Pain is relative if you really want something)

* I was a pastor and it would have distracted people from my sermons (please! there are numerous other things that would distract them (football, lunch, my nervous pacing, their own existential angst etc.)

I never bought into the whole thing of Christians not having tattoos because it is based on some bad hermeneutics of an Old Testament verse (that’s fancy seminary talk for “people can’t read the Bible”). The passage in question is Leviticus 19:28 which states “You shall not ” ‘Do not cut your bodies for the dead or put tattoo marks on yourselves. I am the LORD.” This is often read as a clear prohibition against the tattoos that people adorn themselves with today. But actually this is taken out of context. When it comes to understanding the Bible the one thing that is important is context! Say it with me: All meaning is context dependent!

The context of this passage is about idol worship and sorcery. This specific verse pertains to religious rituals for the dead where people would gash themselves and give their blood for the dead. The tattoo marks would be different images and symbols associated with a certain god.

This is a very different purpose than what tattoos are for today. In the vast majority of cases tattoos are for body decoration and not to worship any idols or for witchcraft rituals.

You can read more at Sacred Ink

Now back to my tattooing dilemma. I really want one. I want to do one of an Ethiopian cross something like this…

Ethiopian Meskel (Cross

Why? I love the artwork and design but it also has a lot of meaning in my life. I have been to Ethiopia eight times and the first time totally changed the trajectory of my life. It is also a symbol of my African and Christian heritage. On top of that it is a symbol of where my life is headed as I practice contemplative spirituality. Ethiopia is a land full of monasteries where monks have been living the contemplative life for centuries. So that’s why I want to get a tattoo of an Ethiopian cross. Sometime this year you will get the chronicle of my experience with pics and everything.

Now the big question is… Where should I get my tattoo? Have you ever wanted a tattoo? What did you want for a tattoo? What’s been holding you back?