This week has been full of ups and downs. It's been really good hearing about how people were so blessed at Winterfest, and seeing the ways that people are incorporating what they learned into their lives. But there's also been a lot of not so good things happening this week, and I've seen and talked to a lot of people who are in pain for various reasons. My heart has been both rejoicing and aching this week.
This weekend, I need to work on my African American religion paper, and do my poli sci reading. There. I've written in down in a public domain. Now I must actually do it.
So for African American religion this week we read "Letter from a Birmingham Jail" by Martin Luther King Jr, as well as articles about Mahalia Jackson, the famous gospel singer, and Fannie Lou Hamer, a civil rights activist from Mississippi. First of all, if you have not read this piece by Dr. King, go and read it this very instant. "I Have a Dream" is inspirational. "Letter" is intellectual, informative, inspirational, emotionally wrenching and brilliant. And if you are a Christian, a woman, or a person and have not read about Fannie Lou Hamer, read about her right now. This woman was amazing. She made me really reflect on what type of Christian I am-- the kind who would endure the most horrible realities and conditions for the sake of justice and obeying God's will, or the kind who would watch injustice pass her by without lifting a finger and console myself with meaningless acts of pity?
DUDE. This morning I woke up really early because I had a Charlie Horse in my calf. Dang, those suckas HURT. It woke me out of my wonderful slumber, and I was in so much pain and making so much noise I woke my roommate up. Oooops. Seriously, I could feel the knot in my calf. Groooooss.
I'm just not in a happy mood right now. It's just me and my thoughts at this point, and I think I'm in for another restless night.
