Light Shine Bright

“Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free…”

                A year after Freddie Gray’s death, we are still fighting for freedom. We realize that freedom isn’t free. The cost of freedom is high, really high. The pursuit of freedom will cost you everything in the fight to be “free.” And those who fight for freedom in any area understand this. Immigrants understand that freedom costs you the comfort of home. The slaves of the 1800s understood that freedom cost the lives of their loved ones. Jesus understood that freedom cost both his human life and his connection with God the Father, albeit a temporary separation. And, in spite of all this, there are many souls and voices yet crying out for freedom. So why can’t they seem to find it?

I remember visiting the Statue of Liberty as a child with my mother and brother, not really grasping the weight, and significance of such a monument that continues to stand as a symbol of hope for all those who wish to attain “a better life.” When the monument was first built, America was seen as a land of promise and hope for those who wanted to make more of their lives, and leave a better legacy for their children. The same is true for the Gospel, something we have somehow lost sight of. Listen again, and see if you hear it.

[Matthew 11:28-30 ESV] Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

[Isa 61:1 ESV] The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, because the LORD has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound…

            Can you hear it? Can you see it? We are all familiar with the excerpt from Emma Lazarus’ “The New Colossus” that is etched on the pedestal on which Lady Liberty stands, but we are not familiar with the poem in its entirety.

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

            Lady Liberty is calling out to the outsiders, the outcasts, “the homeless,” those who are searching for a place to call home, to be free. And so is Christ in Matthew 28.

“Give me your tired, your poor…”

“Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden…”

“…He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives…”

You see, just as the Statue of Liberty stands as a monument, a symbol of hope to immigrants traveling to a foreign land in search of freedom and a fresh start, the cross stands as another monument and symbol of hope for those traveling this side of eternity in search of freedom and redemption. Etched in the nail prints in His hands and feet are the words of Matthew 11 and Isaiah 61. I can see in my mind’s eye, a tablet at the foot of the cross on Good Friday, leaned against it, with the words written, “Come and find rest for your souls.” While Emma Lazarus, hundreds of years later, penned the words, I hear the voice of Christ echoed in the words: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free…” The message of the Cross is hope – hope for freedom; hope for healing and forgiveness and a fresh start; hope for transformation; hope for grace and mercy. The Cross is the spiritual Statue of Liberty. And, as we encounter and embrace and accept all the hope that the Cross offers, we, too, become the manifestation of that hope in a world that is dying and in need of that same hope.

[Matthew 5:14-16 ESV] “You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do people light a lamp and pit under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.

            We are called to be the torch carried by the cross. As we seek to mirror the life and ministry of Christ, we allow Him to shine through us and influence the lives around us. And how do we do that? By acting with compassion and love and grace. That same hope that the cross offers, that is the hope that we must offer to those around us. We are called to be the visible manifestation of the invisible God, through our hands and feet and mouths. We are commissioned to be the ambassadors of His grace and mercy, of the redeeming power of His love active and alive in the life of the one who chooses to trust Him with all they have.

“From her beacon-hand glows worldwide welcome.”

            We are Jesus’ spiritual welcome wagon, greeting people in love and inviting them to participate in and embrace the rest that comes with an intimate relationship with the Creator of the universe. The price for freedom has already been paid. There is nothing more that is required of us but to enter that rest in the presence of a Creator so incredibly enamored with us that He took care of the tab for our freedom for the rest of eternity. And yet we fail time and again, because we somehow have been deceived into believing that we are allowed to determine whether or not someone is “worthy” of God’s rest. This is not the way of the Cross, nor is it the message or the purpose of the cross. It is not our place or within our authority to disperse the infinite grace provided by the cross. It is available to all who believe and embrace it. Our place is to love and embrace all, without a second thought to whether or not they are “worthy.” The truth is that none of us is “worthy,” and yet God sent His Son to die and pay the price for our freedom anyway.

Marianne Williamson said it best:

“We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.”

            Our purpose is to shine in such a way that it draws out the light that is already in others, to be the glow that beacons the world to draw closer, and catch fire. The things that bring us together are the things that are similar in all of us. Each light is unique, and yet it shines brightly and encourages others to embrace the unique light that lives within their hearts and souls. And when we find the light in one another, we find home and freedom that can only come from the Creator, in Whom we are all one.

SHALOM.

Anticipating the Future

            Anticipate the future by embracing the lessons of the past while choosing to fully participate in the present. Both the past and the present are tools to prepare you for the future, for your calling, for your destiny. No one knows what the future holds but the Creator of all things. But life is about the journey. The word journey can be used as a verb or a noun. As a verb, “to journey” means “to travel over or through.” As a noun, “journey” is “travel or passage from one place to another.” Or, in the journey of life, from one season to another. How you digest and respond to each stage of life frames the journey, writes your story.

            The future is made of dreams, visionaries, and legacies, or rather, legacy-minded people. Dreams are the seeds of legacies. But they will only grow if there are visionaries who will fight for those dreams, and work to help them grow and mature into legacies that can be left for the next generation. A dream without work is simply an idea. A dream is defined as “a strongly desired goal or purpose.” There is an anonymous quote that says, “If you can’t stop thinking about it, don’t stop working for it.” Everyone has a dream, because everyone was created and born with a purpose in mind. So, if there are things that you dream about, projects that you keep thinking about, don’t ignore them. They are tied to your purpose, and you have been blessed with a unique set of gifts and talents that make you well-suited to bring those dreams to fruition. Visionaries are people who have clear ideas about what should happen or be done in the future. They are the ones who know definitively that their dreams are no coincidence; they are the manifestation of their purpose and passion. Visionaries are people of action. They write the blueprint, and then they get to work on making those blueprints reality. But visionaries are also people of faith. Often those dreams are so much bigger than one person, and it requires a certain measure of faith in order for those things to come to fruition. Mark Batterson, author of “The Circle Maker,” makes this statement over and over in his book: “Work like it depends on you. Pray like it depends on God.” Big visions and big dreams require faith to provide the increase. But it doesn’t mean that you don’t work hard for those visions and dreams while asking God to open doors and opportunities for you to keep moving forward.

Don’t just sit back and watch your present become your past, and your future become your present. You must decide to become an active participant in how all that plays out. That’s what visionaries do. They learn from their past as they actively engage the present moment, with all the hope and anticipation of influencing the future. They don’t wait for life to happen to them. They partner with the Creator and plan to affect the future in a deep and tangible way. Visionaries see the possibilities of the future, and do all they can to make their dreams and visions a reality. Anticipating the future requires gleaning as much wisdom as you can from the past, while finding joy in the present moment, and then allowing that wisdom and joy to produce an undeniable hope that the future ahead is pregnant with promise.

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The Power of Purpose

Purpose – it is a concept that is not often talked about anymore, and yet it is at the heart of the human existence. We were created on purpose, with purpose, and for a purpose. We were never meant simply to take up space and consume oxygen. No…there is more to this life than that. We are were created with this sense that we were meant to do something specific, contribute to society and the world in some tangible fashion. Our sense of purpose is that source of our hope and life force. It is the reason that we get out of bed in the morning. And it makes life worth living.

Purpose, in general, in defined as “the reason for which anything is done, created, or exists; the proper activity of a person or thing.” The implication here is that there can be improper activity, or maybe a misunderstanding of purpose. Myles Monroe states in his many books on purpose that “if you don’t know how something is meant to function, you will misuse or abuse it.” This applies to anything that has a determined purpose and function. Purpose has a way of giving form and direction to your life that otherwise doesn’t have any. The bottom line here is that, if you choose not to seek out your purpose in life, or you have no sense of why you are here on this earth, you will abuse the life that you have been giving. And abuse comes in a variety of forms – partying too much, lack of discipline and responsibility, lack of accountability, treating your body like an amusement park instead of a temple, etc. When your life lacks purpose and direction, you are headed for disaster and destruction, and the implications can be profound.

Mark Twain said, “The two most important days in a man’s life are the day he is born and the day he finds out why.” That’s the power of purpose. It becomes your modus operandi in life’s journey, the thing that gives your life meaning and creates the foundation for a legacy that you can leave for your children and grandchildren. This is something that we often lose sight of. Everything that you do – every choice you make, every direction in life that you choose – has generational implications. How you live life in front of the next generation is how they are going to conduct themselves as adults, and how they will teach the generation after them as well. You see, purpose is not just about you, and the sooner you realize that, the better impact you can have.

Purpose possesses the power of influence. Your purpose is tailor-made to who you are and the experiences you have had in your lifetime, as well as those things and areas that you are most passionate about. Discover what you are passionate about, and I guarantee you it will lead you to your purpose. The saddest conversation I ever had was with a gentleman who was in his late 40s and had no idea what his purpose was in life. Here was a man who had served his country in the Marines for years, and now worked security in the prison system. Both his parents were still living, and active in their church community. But he, for some reason, had not found what his purpose was. Or rather, he wasn’t actively seeking out his purpose. I found it incredibly disheartening to see this man at this stage of his life, with absolutely no sense of who he was or what he was meant to be in life. He just existed to take up space and consume oxygen. Sure he had a job that provided for his basic needs, and some of his wants, but his life lacked the impact he was meant to embody on this side of eternity. He was aimless.

How many people are walking this earth aimless? How many people are simply going through the motions because society tells them to, but they aren’t really living because they fail to realize that they were created with a purpose in mind? How profoundly sad that they lack an innate sense of self and a sense that they were meant for something bigger than themselves! There is a story about George Washington Carver that tells about how he came to discover the many uses for the peanut. He was having a conversation with God about himself and his purpose in life, and he asked God, “What was on your mind when you made me?” And God told him, “That’s too big a question for you to ask me.” So George thought for a moment and then he asked, “What was on your mind when you made the peanut?” And God replied, “That’s a question that I can answer.” That story always makes me smile, because George Washington Carver was not just bold enough to seek out his purpose in life, but he went to the right Source to find the answer. You see, there will always be someone who thinks that they know what you are supposed to do with your life. Your parents may have high aspirations for you. Your friends may be able to see what you are good at, where you are talented. But none of them created you. There is only one person who will be able to tell you for certain what you were created for, and that is your Creator.

Just like there is only one person who can tell you who you are, there is only one person who can tell you what your purpose is meant to be.  Your Creator is the one who gave you your raison d’etre when you were created. He created you unique and with a built-in purpose that justifies your existence on this earth. Discovering your purpose in life is by far the most defining moment of your entire life journey. There is nothing like it, because it has the power to define who you are and with whom you surround yourself. There is nothing wrong or arrogant about only wanting to surround yourself with like-minded people, because they will encourage your pursuit of purpose, instead of drag you down. And don’t let anything or anyone deter you from seeking out your purpose in life. Those are usually the people who somehow perfectly content to take up space and convert oxygen to carbon dioxide. They live to survive; but we were created to THRIVE. Don’t settle for simply going through life existing, going through the motions. No, beloved, you were meant for so much more than that. You have a purpose, and you were meant to thrive and flourish and live abundantly.

So, the question is, what was on God’s mind when He created you?

More Than A Woman… A Force to be Reckoned With

What I am about to address will most certainly be the uncommon, unpopular opinion, and I am okay with that. I’m going to speak anyway, because, in my heart and soul, I feel this is something my people as a community at large miss when we support things in mainstream that clearly undermines who we are and what we are capable of as a people. So, I challenge you to read carefully and think critically about what I am saying. It is my opinion, and as such, I do not expect nor require anyone who reads this to share or agree with what I present. All I ask is that you respond with respect and think before you respond.

When the show Scandal first hit the airwaves, I was intrigued, just like the rest of the world. A well-educated, well-dressed, articulate woman of color who had the resources and capability to “fix” the various scandals that all too often occur on Capitol Hill. Who wouldn’t be intrigued by such a concept? But it was the underlying story line that soon moved me from interested to insulted and infuriated. I began to take great issue with the character of Olivia Pope as her integrity as a woman deteriorated before my very eyes. Here was a brilliant woman of color, classy and eloquent, to whom people flocked to cover up their indiscretions, and yet had no control over her own personal life. When courted by senators and career military men, she instead chose to be the mistress to the President, his dirty little secret. Now, you might say that this is simply entertainment, but why must this be the best that Olivia Pope can do for herself in her personal life? Where is her sense of self-respect and self-worth? Why is it that Shonda Rhimes, another woman of color, thought it would be appropriate to present Olivia in this light? The woman who can “fix” the lives of others, but has no stability in her own life? While it proves that most people don’t follow the advice or suggestions that they give other people, there is much more at stake than that to me. I take personal issue with it as another woman of color.

Growing up, I grew up watching Claire Huxtable and Vivian Banks and Harriette Winslow, strong, educated, articulate women of color who had a great impact on their world, both inside and outside their homes. Claire Huxtable was a well-established lawyer at a white male dominated law firm where she held her own and demanded respect from her colleagues simply by the way she spoke and the way she carried herself. She had a command of the English language and of the law statutes that made you look and listen when she spoke. Her no-nonsense approach to everything she did was admirable for a woman of her time and stature. But, not only was her professional life in order, her home was in order as well. All five children knew that she was not one to be messed with. She ruled her home with an iron fist, demanding respect and excellence from everyone who stepped foot into her home – children, spouses, grandchildren, etc. – all while honoring her husband as the head of the household. She was well-rounded, taking an interest in art and music. She was a strong woman, but she was still a woman.

Vivian Banks was very much the same way. When she spoke, people listened. When it was time to take in her nephew, she held him to the same high standards to which she held her own children. She challenged them to know their history and embrace all that it could teach them as they went through life and education. She stood up to anyone who tried to tell her she wasn’t good enough to be present or participate in any event. She loved her husband, supported him and empowered him to be successful in his career, all while pursuing her own interests and hobbies. And she taught her daughters to be women who stood for themselves in the face of opposition and adversity.

While Harriette Winslow was far less well-known than Claire and Vivian, she had an impact on me in my formative years as yet another example of a strong black woman who could hold her ground and take care of her family, as well as the neighbor’s kid (LOL). She taught her children about self-respect and the important of an education. She was there when they needed her, to listen, to teach, and to nurture. When they got out of line, she would remind them who was in charge and why. She reminded me a lot of my own mother, tough and tender. She was the quintessential black mother, who ran her house well, so that her husband could go out and make a living. There was nothing to be ashamed about being a housewife, because she kept that house running, even with her sister and nephew in the mix.

These are the kinds of models I would want my daughter to grow up watching, to want to emulate. These are the kind of women that I would prefer to see portrayed in primetime television, women of color who knew who they were and what they were about. These women knew what it meant to balance home and work without one suffering at the hands of the other. These women were married to men of substance and character, and continued to encourage and empower their husbands to reach their potential, all while loving them fiercely. But where are the role models now?? I would never consider emulating Olivia Pope, a woman who presents well, but is really struggling to figure who she is and what she wants. Yes, that is a part of the process of becoming an adult, but I would rather have a woman portrayed who has a clear mind about her, and won’t let anyone disrespect her because she’s available. All the fashion in the world does not make up for a woman who does not know who she is and where she is headed in life. I would much rather see women of color portrayed in roles that inspire me to reach higher and dig deeper, who give me something to aspire to, something for which to reach. Olivia Pope doesn’t do it for me, and, if you are a woman of color and you are honest, you would say the same. I was incredibly disappointed to realize that the person who wrote Scandal is a woman of color. Dear Shonda, is this how you want America to see the modern black woman? How is this better than the days of Mammie and maids? How is this better than how they already see us? It’s not. It’s just a different kind of slavery, only she has been given new clothes, all while still doing the master’s dirty work.

We as women have an incredible capacity to influence the world that we live in. We bear and raise children, the next generation that will go on to impact the world. What are we teaching them about self-worth and self-respect when we support shows in the media that portray us in this light?? What are we teaching our daughters about how they are to navigate a white male-dominated world? That they have to sleep their way to get where they want to be? No matter how hard they work and study and learn? No matter how brilliant their mind or how articulate they may be? This is not the lesson I would teach my future daughter. I will teach her the lessons that I learned from my parents, the lessons that I learned from Claire and Vivian and Harriette. I will teach her that she can do anything she sets her mind to do, when she trusts her way to God. I will teach her that true beauty comes through in the way you treat people and how you carry yourself, not from the labels on your back. I will teach her that it is important to have a masterful command of the English language, because expressing yourself articulately will garner you respect everywhere you go. I will teach her that her self-value and self-worth are to be found in the contents of her mind, not what’s between her legs. I will teach her how to love, honor, and respect herself, so that she will demand the same from those she encounters. I will teach her about how infinite God’s love is for her, and that no man should be allowed to look twice at her unless he has a deep and intimate relationship with Jesus Christ. And I will teach her that all of humanity deserves respect, simply because they are human and created in the image of their Creator. She will be empowered to be everything that she was created to be, as much as is in my power with God’s help. And, with prayer and faith, she will never grow up to be an Olivia Pope, but rather a Claire or a Vivian or a Harriette, sure of herself, her purpose, and her Creator. Period.

What is Femininity?

Society says that you are feminine based on how you present yourself to the world — perfectly appointed coif, immaculate manicure, flawless makeup, lilting voice and laugh, and a body with “well-placed” curves. Delicate, dainty, and poised… Well, at least, that’s what the definition of feminine grace used to be. The Marilyn Monroes and the Audrey Hepburns of a time forgotten reminded us of what it meant to be a woman — what secret power she possessed, what unique qualities God gave her that empowered her in ways no man worth his salt could deny. Femininity is often punctuated by the way a woman dresses – a flowing dress, a blouse paired with a skirt, and don’t forget the high heels. Heels are highly symbolic of a woman’s femininity, mostly because of the way they enhance and draw attention the physical features characteristic of the female body. They are considered a necessary staple in most every woman’s closet. And yet, in the wake of the feminist movement, and the blurring of the gender lines over the last 30 or 40 years, society seems less and less interested in what would be considered innate to the male and female genders, and more interested in an amorphous existence that flies in the face of the most basic principles of biology and furthering the human race in the most natural sense of the word. But that is a topic of discussion for another day.

So, what really defines femininity? It’s that innate quality that God gave to women. It’s the power of grace and elegance that a woman exudes when she enters a room in all her radiance and glory. It’s not what she wears or how she smells or the way she walks. No, it is the confidence that she possesses, the gentle contentment with who she is, and her being comfortable in her own skin. The external is ENHANCED by the internal. The quiet beauty of femininity — the way a woman carries herself with self-love and self-respect, the manner in which she deals with her fellow human beings, the tone with which she speaks, and the way she touches those around her — those are the characteristics that define a woman’s femininity.

A feminine woman knows she need not be loud and boisterous in order to be heard. A feminine woman understands the power and purpose of her grace and elegance. A feminine woman knows that, no matter what occupation she chooses, she is just as valuable and has something to offer. She is self-aware and self-assured of who she is and what she is about. Knowing her purpose as a woman in a world where the words MAN and WOMAN take on less meaning everyday becomes paramount to her very existence. It becomes the profound reflection of her Creator when she is unapologetically who she is, without asking anyone’s permission, or caring what anyone else thinks on the matter. It becomes less about being louder or more noticeable by those around her, and more about acknowledging and honoring who she is in the eyes of her Creator.  She is more concerned with empowering and encouraging others to honor themselves and their Creator by seeking Him out and learning what His purpose is for their lives. He ought to know — He made them with a specific purpose in mind.

[1Peter 3:3-4 NLT]  

Don’t be concerned about the outward beauty of fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes. You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God.

This is what it means to be feminine, to be a woman, created in the image of her Creator, who loves her completely and unconditionally. And I have to admit that it took me the better part of my thirty years of walking this side of Eternity to understand that. I don’t have to push or shove or fight to be heard or seen. All that is required of me is to walk like the daughter of the King. I am created in the image and likeness of a perfect and loving Creator, and it is my charge to honor Him in all that I say and do because it is a direct reflection of His Spirit at work in and through me. I love being a woman and I wear my femininity with pride because it honors my Creator as I embrace my divine purpose and do all I can to walk in it.

The Legacy of a King

Today, a nation reflects on and celebrates the legacy of one man, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He was a man just like the rest of us, human, finite, imperfect. But he had a dream and a vision, one that was infectious, one that has inspired multitudes and generations and peoples of all backgrounds, one that a common sense of purpose and oneness and unity that few since have been able to create. I can only imagine Dr. King as a child, what he thought he would become, what impact his life would have on society and the world. Little did he know that his life would be the instrument God used, and continues to use, to ignite the fires of reconciliation, justice, and unity for the cause of the disenfranchised and misrepresented masses. Little did he know that many a brilliant black mind would be able to voice his and her opinion, and be heard by people of all races and creeds. Little did he know that he would pave the way for a biracial man to be elected president, TWICE. And yet, little did he know that the struggle he championed and fought so valiantly for would continue to evolve with the times, and become less overt while becoming all the more insidious. Little did he know that, somehow, the fight would seem perpetual, so long as ignorance existed in the world. Hmm…

When I consider the legacy of Dr. King, I instantly think of the words of the Lord to the Israelites through Micah:

He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God? (‭Micah‬ ‭6‬:‭8‬ ESV)

The Message puts it this way:

But he’s already made it plain how to live, what to do, what GOD is looking for in men and women. It’s quite simple: Do what is fair and just to your neighbor, be compassionate and loyal in your love, And don’t take yourself too seriously— take God seriously. (‭Micah‬ ‭6‬:‭8‬ MSG)

Dr. King embodied these words with his life, and challenged the rest of us to live up to this seemingly simple standard of how to live in this world, on this side of eternity. The way he carried himself, the way he spoke to and about people and the struggle for justice for black people, the way he interacted with others. He LIVED Micah 6:8. And this is the barometer by which we ought to conduct ourselves in the face of adversity, hardship, and injustice. We continue to fight, but not at the expense of our dignity and our faith. We continue to march, but not at the cost of our neighborhoods and our livelihood. We continue to take a stand, but not at the expense of those who would, could, and should stand with us as we raise our banners high and sing our songs of deliverance. Because our voices are better heard and received when we fight for justice while walking in mercy. Our message is embraced when we stand in solidarity, and not in strife. And our songs will resonate higher and reach deeper when we sing from our souls, and not yell from our hatred.

Indeed, the struggle continues. We must continue to fight for the lives of Michael Brown, Eric Garner, Tamir Rice, and all beloved ones who have fallen at the hands of injustice. We must continue to counter the messages of failure and worthlessness that plague our communities, turning us brother against brother and sister against sister. We must reach our hands in fellowship to those who may not share our struggle personally, but share the passion for justice that will move our cause forward in progress. And we must learn to love ourselves — our dark chocolates, our milk chocolates, our caramels, our mochas, and yes, our swirls. Because, at the end of the day, we are still reflections of our Creator, beautiful in His eyes first and foremost, and beloved more than anything in Creation. We mustn’t forget to honor the tapestry that is US — the richness of our heritage, the joys of our history, and the promise still of our future. We must teach the next generation to be proud of who we are and from whence we came. We must educate them in how we stand of the great shoulders of many nameless men and women who marched and fought and suffered and died so that we might have access to OUR CHOICE of so many resources and avenues. And we must continue to pave the way for the generation following. This is how we honor the dream Dr. King spoke about. This is how we keep moving forward. This is how we keep his dream alive and his legacy strong.

Thank you, Dr. King, for being the change that you wanted to see in the world. Thank you for showing us how to do justice, love mercy, and walk ever so humbly with our God. Thank you for being obedient to the call. May we do all we can NOT to tarnish your memory or your legacy.

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