"When a ninety-year-old Catholic mother dies, a man who’s been at the parish for fewer than six years puts on a robe, says a few words, and then we go home. And every time I think, you have no idea who you had here."
Our culture is marked by a competitive victimization. But perhaps we need to see what both secular and religious perpetrators of violence have in common.
Daryl Russell Grigsby’s book, grounded in a tradition of Black social justice Catholicism, brings to life the stories of those who try to make of the world a garden.