10/19/2026
When we first moved to Detroit, I worked for a Christian Community Development organization as a youth job trainer. My supervisor, Tony McDuffy—an African American pastor and seasoned community developer—already had decades of ministry experience in the city. Tony was remarkably gracious and patient as I navigated our neighborhood and the complex issues surrounding it. At the time, I didn't fully grasp the extent to which he was risking his hard-earned credibility and community trust every time he brought me along to front porches to meet local parents and teenagers. Looking back, I wish I could say I always proved his risk wise. In my eagerness to be "helpful," I made plenty of mistakes.
During the summers, my youth job crew served as counselors for Tony’s community day camp, giving me the chance to learn alongside the teenagers under his leadership. Each week, suburban youth groups arrived to volunteer at the camp. One afternoon, a visiting youth pastor approached me with a question about the day camp schedule. Eager to assist, I gave him what I thought was the correct answer—only to realize later how wrong I was.
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The Trap of Playing the Hero October 19, 2026 When we first moved to Detroit, I worked for a Christian Community Development organization as a youth job trainer. My supervisor, Tony McDuffy—an African American pastor and seasoned community developer—already had decades of ministry experience in ...