When I first moved to Greensboro, I often found solace and inspiration in the sanctuary of St. James Baptist Church. The pastor, who spoke to my heart, also spoke to my consciousness.
The Rev. Prince Edward Graves, who died Jan. 15, at the age of 83, shattered stereotypes of what a preacher should be and say.
"If the gospel is going to be relevant," he often said, quoting theologian Karl Barth, "then I've got to have a Bible in one hand and the newspaper in the other. I hope the church will never get so heavenly-minded that it does not earthy good."
Graves grew up in poverty. "You usually fight the things that pester you when you're young. Being plagued by it (poverty), I fight it now."
For decades his church doubled as a community social service agency.
At the funeral, the Rev. Howard Chubbs spoke lovingly of Graves being the most recent in a long line of civil rights heavyweights who have passed away.
Is there a next Prince Graves?
Some of my best friends -- Big Bird included -- are embroiled in controversy over a children's video which essentially says 'let's let me be me and you be you.'