Pondering The Second Mile

I marched today.

It was fun. It was easy. It was enjoyable. It was a time of great community. It was great to watch relationships be rekindled or ignited for the first time.

I am glad I went. I am glad the Royals family in Abilene, TX has organized this march for almost 30 years.

I am grateful for the older people who walked who remember what life was like 30, 40, and 50 years ago.

I am grateful for the young people who walked carrying signs and singing along and building friendships that will hopefully last a lifetime.

I am grateful there were church leaders and civic leaders and professional leaders walking together.

But at the end, something struck me:

It was easy.

I am grateful the men and women who walked when it wasn’t easy. For the people who walked when they were hosed, clubbed, sneered at, insulted, and had dogs set on them.

I am grateful for the older generations who walked when they still remembered the stories of their parents and grandparents who were slaves.

I am grateful for the young people who walked and were inspired to do great things for justice and equality when they grew older.

I am grateful for the people who were willing to risk their lives because they believed in equality for all.

I am grateful for the people who endured life-threatening difficulties because they believed in a dream.

And as I ended my easy walk today, the organizer of the Walk asked: “What will you do to go the second mile?”

There is so much more work to be done. Racial disparity still exists and white supremacy is still rearing its ugly head. It needs to end. I need to end it.

I marched today.

But what am I going to do tomorrow?

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