United Church of Christ

Devotionals by Marchae Grair

I know the God of my grandmother’s prayers is the God of my tearful prayers, and the God who promised to be with Abraham is the same God who continues to be with me.


It should not be incumbent upon any Black person to spend their time proving to obstinate people that racism kills.


Our wounds and our scars don't make us too broken for anything – for love, for healing, or for closure.


As I fight to end systemic oppression, I have to remind myself to slow down and listen to the stories of individuals who are impacted by that oppression.


It’s time we stop demanding God show up in every situation and start asking if God would want us in that situation in the first place.


It’s easy to get caught up in what you don’t have or can’t do, but every bit you can offer has the potential to make a difference beyond your greatest imagination.


There’s a very thin line – perhaps no line at all – between sporadically wishing harm happens to someone and being the type of person who finds reason to universally justify harm.


I’m no stranger to crying out to God when I’m in crisis, but I’m still learning to pray as a way to be in consistent discernment about my life beyond crisis points.


There are so many times I want God to just hand over my problems and let me figure out a solution. So many of us share the kryptonite of the “just let me do it” spirit.


Karaoke is one of the activities I do when I’m reaching for joy. Belting ‘I Will Survive’ to dancing strangers makes joy seem possible again.