An Inner Resolve
When I think about our history as an African-American people it is amazing to me that we did not simply perish under the weight of the hatred that was directed our way. And we did not perish. There was a strength and a resilience that I refer to here in this writing as an inner resolve. But that inner resolve was very much connected to a faith in a God of liberation and justice.
It was this strength that allowed us to not only survive but in many instances to thrive and to live above the humiliating circumstances of racial oppression. Somewhere along the way we lost that strength and resilience. The faith that was good enough, deep enough and powerful enough for our foreparents and ancestors we have traded for a quick, easy and superficial bag of tricks that are not able to withstand the social, economic and political malaise that now plague us.