A Black Pastor and a White Agnostic Walk Into a Bookstore...

This should be pretty dope.

I am who I am. Proudly so. Who I am shapes the way that I experience the world.

All of my memories, relationships, and influences create a harmony that results in my voice.

But my voice is one of many in a noisy world. And sometimes my voice combines with completely different voices—shaped by wildly different memories, relationships, and influences—and …