The Intersections of Life

Why I Named This Blog intersections.life

At 64, entering what I call the last trimester of life, I found myself asking: What really matters now?

That question was born out of purpose—of wanting to make this final stretch count. I felt a growing pull toward expressing the thoughts that fill my mind and heart. Thoughts about my faith. Thoughts about the experience of growing older. Thoughts about race—mine, and the race of people I love deeply. I feel compelled to write and I want the writing to do more than just say something. I wanted it to serve.

Faith First

I’ve committed to drawing nearer to God and to doing whatever I can to serve Him more meaningfully. He has won my heart, and I believe that Jesus is the way—the only way for the world to be made right. My faith is not just my foundation but my mission in this final chapter. I don’t want to just pass time. I want to make a contribution, to offer something to the world that might still make a difference—something rooted in love, in hope, and in the power of God. I desire to contribute meaningfully, not just spiritually but practically.

The Weight and Wisdom of Age

But I also think about my age—quite a bit, actually. Not just my own aging, but what it means to grow older in a world that seems to be changing faster than ever before. Technology, culture, politics, and morality are all shifting. I believe there are millions of us in this final trimester of life trying to make sense of what it means to grow older in this fast-changing world.

At the same time, I find myself thinking a lot about the next generation—my children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, and others like them. What kind of world are we leaving them? What wisdom, what faith, what love can I pass along before I go? I believe they’re strong, and they are going to need to be. Their challenges will be different—and in many ways greater—than the ones my generation faced. I hope something I write here might help them navigate what’s ahead.

Race, History, and Hope

Then there’s race. It’s not something I write about because I want to—but because the world keeps reminding me I have to. I am a Black man, descended from people who were enslaved, colonized, and still too often ostracized, slandered, or ignored. That reality has shaped much of my experience—and my thinking.

And yet, I see so much possibility for Black people around the world. I see signs of growth and strength on the African continent. I see the resilience and creativity of Black communities in the West. And I believe we’re being called to a new role on the world stage—one of leadership, healing, and building. Not just participating in the world’s future, but helping to shape it. I want to be part of encouraging that, even in a small way.

So Why intersections?

The name intersections.life came to me as I realized how deeply these three parts of my identity—faith, age, and race—are interwoven. They’re not compartments. They overlap constantly. They influence how I see the world, how I pray, how I hope, and what I want. They shape my purpose.

I started to think about how every person’s life is made up of intersections. You might be 30, raising children, building a career, trying to live out your faith—that’s an intersection. You might be grieving, healing, reinventing yourself—that’s an intersection too. We all live at the crossroads of the things that matter most to us, the two or three things that shape our priorities, hopes, and decisions.

Our intersections aren’t always the same over time. They shift, evolve, and change as life changes. They change as we grow. But if we pay attention to them, they help us know who we are—and what we’re here to do, in any given season.

An Invitation

So that’s what this blog is about. It’s me writing from my intersections, and inviting you to reflect on yours. I don’t have all the answers—not even close. But I believe that naming the things that define us, challenge us, and inspire us can lead to a more meaningful life. That’s what I want for myself. And that’s what I hope to offer here—honest thoughts, grounded in faith, shaped by experience, and shared with love.

Welcome to intersections.life. I’m glad you’re here.