Black History Month has been celebrated in America since 1926. It is a time to honor those who have gone before us and left their legacy on the pages of history. Unfortunately, many did not receive the recognition for their intellectual ability, inventions and patents. But they persevered through the good and bad times.
This type of attitude is needed in the extraordinary times in which we live today. Success seems to have spoiled us when it comes to inventions and creativity. We rely solely on others to provide inspiration to make something new and exciting. I am convinced God has given each one at least a talent and the genius to develop something unique which benefit humanity. Too often, all we hear about are negative and shocking stories which dull the senses of a civil society.
Our forefathers never gave in to the status quo that we were worthless and had very little value. They simply relied upon the wisdom and the direction of the Almighty to compensate for any area of inadequacies. They survived because God was the center of their lives. And were blessed because they walked with Him in their faith, commitment and struggles.
It is my sincere prayer that, as we celebrate this historic month called Black History, we will reflect upon those who gave of themselves to better the lives of others. Today we honor them for staying the course with resolve. May we celebrate with pride knowing our ancestors with little education and social position were able to accomplish so much.
Ever feel like you need to wear a mask to cover up who you are? Are you concerned that, if people knew who you really are and how you really felt, they wouldn't understand?
One minister, two jobs and the family that's at the top of the list. The number of bivocational ministers, those in full- or part-time ministry who carry an additional job, is estimated by some researchers to be as high as 30 percent of ministers nationwide.
"You should see the church they attend," Lucille said, armed with bulletin and newsletter. Creases formed across my brow as celebration gave way to comparisons a trap that had sprung too many times.