Philippians 2:10-11
Whenever I visit my elderly cousin, she quizzes me about my children’s names.
“Your kids have them African names?” she says.
“Yes,” I reply.
“But they’re American,” says my 92-year old cousin.
“African-American,” I say.
We laugh and I once again explain the meaning of their names and the hope that my husband and I have for them in the names that we have given them.
Whenever I visit my elderly cousin, she quizzes me about my children’s names.
“Your kids have them African names?” she says.
“Yes,” I reply.
“But they’re American,” says my 92-year old cousin.
“African-American,” I say.
We laugh and I once again explain the meaning of their names and the hope that my husband and I have for them in the names that we have given them.