06/26/2020
I am burning the veils of evil that corrupt our world, my mind, and spirit; it is not a one time decision. It is a reckoning. It is a new way of being, and I never want to return to complacency. ⠀
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Last week, the K*K distributed recruitment literature in my hometown of Ocean City, MD. I wasn’t shocked or even surprised. I wept deeply, I raged, I took time to learn about the Eastern Shore and racism. I prayed that Jesus illuminate my own racism and my deepest evils. ⠀
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The air was pregnant with a storm that morning; thick, swampy Maryland summer air that leaves you drenched in sweat after being outside for 10 minutes. ⠀
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I made my way to the statue of Frederick Douglass on our town's courthouse lawn in Easton, MD. Hundreds of flowers lay at his feet after a BLM Juneteenth protest. A Confederate statue still stands next to him. A local artist was painting the scene, and I am briefly reminded that there are also people who desperately want to do inherent good. ⠀
Fredrick Douglass was born and enslaved 15 minutes from my house until he was 8 years old. Harriet Tubman was born and enslaved ~30 minutes from my house until she was 27 and said, “No more,” before leaving her legacy via the Underground Railroad. ⠀
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How many brilliant Black families were executed on the Eastern Shore of MD that did not become famous? How deeply pervasive is the evil in this land that we are not only looking at injustice and microaggressions, but the K*K? ⠀
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I will let my rage lead me to love, to knowledge, to truth, to photographic story telling, and most of all, to Jesus. ⠀
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“’Twant me, ’twas the Lord. I always told him, “I trust to you. I don’t know where to go or what to do, but I expect you to lead me,” and he always did.” - Harriet Tubman⠀
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“It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.” - Frederick Douglass