Change

Posted: November 5, 2008 in Uncategorized
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Let no one forget, no matter how we feel about certain policies or candidates, that last night, in a way, another movement for “change” saw their long brave march into the billy clubs bear glorious fruit:

For those like Miss Harris who withstood jailings and beatings and threats to their livelihoods, all because they wanted to vote, the short drive to the polls on Tuesday culminated a lifelong journey from a time that is at once unrecognizable and eerily familiar here in southwest Georgia. As they exited the voting booths, some in wheelchairs, others with canes, these foot soldiers of the civil rights movement could not suppress either their jubilation or their astonishment at having voted for an African-American for president of the United States.

Among those leading Sunday’s worship was the associate pastor, Henry L. Mathis, 53, a former city commissioner whose grandmother was a movement stalwart. He could not let the moment pass without looking back.

“We are standing on Jordan’s stony banks, and we’re casting a wishful eye to Canaan’s fair and happy land,” Mr. Mathis preached. “We sang through the years that we shall overcome, but our Father, our God, we pray now that you show that we have overcome.”

You don’t have to go any further than that to celebrate today. Well done.

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Comments
  1. Stuperb says:

    As blown away as I am about last night, I can’t even begin to understand how much it means to people of the Civil Rights era. It defies true comprehension.

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