*This is part two of the article published in the previous post. Most churches I’ve been to are designed for someone just like me. As much as I enjoy the Caribbean flavor of our worship, it is a constant reminder that our service and programs are not designed to reach me—they are designed to speak... Continue Reading →

By Brandon O'Brien When we moved from Arkansas to New York City, we settled in Washington Heights in Upper Manhattan. Our decision to live in Washington Heights was determined primarily by economics. I just could not imagine paying so much rent for so little space somewhere like the Upper West Side. So, completely naively, we moved into the Heights and... Continue Reading →