I Am the Dream

I Am the Dream

On Monday, January 21, 2013, like many of you, I watched Barack Hussein Obama sworn into office for a second term as President of the United States.  And as I sat in from of my television, I found myself reciting the end of Maya Angelou’s poem, “Still I Rise”.

Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.

As we rise to achieve the fullness of our potential, let us not forget to reach back and lift another.

Still Waters

Thoughts of a 2nd Generation Korean-American Pastor and Mother

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by Pastor Robert Earl Houston

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