This image is of Peggy (R), then a 19 year-old SNCC member, next to future civil rights icon, Dr. Dorothy Cotton (L), after a 1962 church burning in Georgiathe state that Peggy's great-great grandparents, William & Ellen Craft, famously escaped from slavery nearly 115 years earlier...

MY

WEEKLY 

WORD

12.2.20

Dr. Dorothy Cotton

Peggy Trotter Dammond Preacely

I am back after an unanticipated "sabbatical" from the site, due to my schedule becoming unexpectedly overloaded rather quickly, and just recently things have returned to normal.  However, what hasn't been normal is what we've been dealing with politically in this country for the last several weeks... But as we recognized yesterday as the 65th Anniversary of when Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat, today I want you all to recognize that this self-created chaos will soon end, in a matter of time...

TIME is such a caution of dimension

It eludes even as it erases

And in its own inimitable way

Loses itself in praise of moving forward.

We who remain and endure

In our own self-absorbed spheres

Cannot often grasp its eccentricity

As we are swept along in its wake

Hovering for change, for redemption,

Ripe with exasperation

That it is taking so long before it morphs itself

To fit our desperate whims, our dreams and righteous indignation

That we are nearly prostrate with anticipation.

I for one am beyond exhaustion

My personal COVID-restricted sphere so crowded

And laced with unexpected events

That some days I can barely follow the sundial back to sleep.

But TIME, in its inimitable way could care less.

It rules.

We genuflect.

The world turns.

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