You posting MLK's words may be helping to decode my dismal state. I reached out to you during DBB's Cottage Q&A time last week, sort of feeling like a wild Cassandra as i replayed it. Your mention of Caleb Campbell's example helped. I do feel that calling to put myself b/n the vulnerable and those intending harm. Most of that prospect is…
You posting MLK's words may be helping to decode my dismal state. I reached out to you during DBB's Cottage Q&A time last week, sort of feeling like a wild Cassandra as i replayed it. Your mention of Caleb Campbell's example helped. I do feel that calling to put myself b/n the vulnerable and those intending harm. Most of that prospect is scary and uninviting to me. Could it be that I'm mourning what may be the end of my white, comfortable life as I've come to understand it to be, having only just recently awakened to racial reality within the past ten years. Something about Dr. King's speech is reaching down deep inside of me ... and also called to mind yet another stanza of Lowell's poem: "Hast thou chosen, O my people, on whose party thou shalt stand, ere the doom from its worn sandals shakes its dust against our land? Though the cause of evil prosper, yet Truth alone 'tis strong, and albeit she wander outcast now, I see around her throng, Troops of beautiful tall angels to enshield her from all wrong." Thank you, Dr. Jemar Tisby, once again.
You posting MLK's words may be helping to decode my dismal state. I reached out to you during DBB's Cottage Q&A time last week, sort of feeling like a wild Cassandra as i replayed it. Your mention of Caleb Campbell's example helped. I do feel that calling to put myself b/n the vulnerable and those intending harm. Most of that prospect is scary and uninviting to me. Could it be that I'm mourning what may be the end of my white, comfortable life as I've come to understand it to be, having only just recently awakened to racial reality within the past ten years. Something about Dr. King's speech is reaching down deep inside of me ... and also called to mind yet another stanza of Lowell's poem: "Hast thou chosen, O my people, on whose party thou shalt stand, ere the doom from its worn sandals shakes its dust against our land? Though the cause of evil prosper, yet Truth alone 'tis strong, and albeit she wander outcast now, I see around her throng, Troops of beautiful tall angels to enshield her from all wrong." Thank you, Dr. Jemar Tisby, once again.