The unknown has always left me curling my toes and gripping the platform of life so tightly
I believed that if I just remained still, rooted and grounded, I would be safe
I allowed other to be thrust into the brilliance of sunbeams
But somehow, I always found myself there
As we have been taking the Gospel to the streets, in this new Civil Rights Movement, my husband and I have participated in many smaller marches, with people unknown
One such gathering turned into a march down a South Side street, and as I attempted to move out of the organizers way, somehow I was at the front-even as I shifted several times, there I was
I suppose humorously this has been a reflection of my life these past five years
This year slowly, at least in the here and now, is beginning to bow from the stage
This journey has been bittersweet
I continued this path and purpose the Creator has placed me on
Sometimes with tears
Sometimes with joy
Always full of questions, wandering and wondering
Watching the horizons which seemingly have rushed up to meet me
Watching those who this part of the journey is over, lift their hands in sending and with their love
Hearing one voice sooth me over all of the rest, a gift from the Creator
the knowledge that beyond my journey, there is an adventure waiting
For now, I cradle the gift that the Creator has bestowed upon me,
delight in it
study it
wonder about it
be content with it
this purpose of sharing my witness
carrying with me the Gospel
to flood the streets with the Creator God’s unconditional love for all of us
Lape Bondye