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SOUL FIBER: BLACK WOMEN IN LENT – UNSUNG HEROINES 

“In the crowd was a woman. She had suffered from an incurable menstrual disorder for 12 years [and had spent her livelihood on doctors with no effect]. It had kept her miserable and ritually unclean, unable to participate fully in Jewish life. She followed Jesus, until she could reach Him. She touched the fringe of the robe Jesus wore, and at that moment the bleeding stopped.” Luke 8:43-44 The Voice (VOICE)

And God: Thank you for leading me to this photo of a Black woman showing gratitude to a Black Jesus. It seems to me that the only time color is important is when it is white. Movies about Moses, Queen of the Nile, Pharaohs, Samson and Delilah, Abraham and Sarah, etc., are too often portrayed as white people. And, now, we have an administration that wants to make American [white] great again, having not so few Black folks saying “I’m not African American, I’m American.” As if we did not lose enough of our identity when the “church” started referencing us as ‘People of Color.’ In the words of the late Carol Brown and Queen Mother “I am more than a person of color, I am a Black person.”

The unnamed woman in Luke [Matthew and Mark] represents all of the Biblical and Contemporary Black women who, in some fashion or another, are made to be invisible and unsung heroines. You may be one of them who, for years, have gone from doctor to psychologists, to psychiatrist, to chaplain, to counselor, to minister; spending all your money looking for relief from whatever ails you.
This certain Black woman in Holy Writ gives many Black and Brown women a glimpse of what it means to persevere until you find the answer. She pressed her way to the answer to her issue…saying “If I can touch the fringe of the robe Jesus wore I will BE made whole.” As you read the story, please BE mindful that it takes the faith of a mustard seed to BE all you want to BE, as a sung and unsung heroine.

Pray with me: Dear God of my understanding, I desire to have the faith of a mustard seed…the tiniest of seed with the grit that makes all things possible.

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