What a wonderful Thanksgiving. I served at Ward Villa, a local senior citizen residence in the heart of what was for many years the heart of black LA. Dinner was sponsored by the Brotherhood Crusade. The complex, itself, was developed by Ward A.M.E.
Nice group of volunteers: Black sorority and fraternity members, teachers, two pesky city council members, Americorps volunteers and ubiquitous community members.
It’s a blessing to be able to serve and to have a sense of purpose and direction.
It’s powerful to be able to fight the tidal wave of depressing news and statistics to realize that we must fight as liberals, conservatives, progressives, workers, business owners, politicos. No single action or approach – even if it were possible to agree on one – will succeed.
And in other thoughts, do you think the tensions in the black community have something to do with this? I do.
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;
2 Corinthians 4:8, again.
(h/t Politics, Policy, Pathology and Hope WITHIN the Black Community)