I've had a tough past few days. I've been discouraged and weary. Here are some thoughts that I had today that I passed on to my corps members:


My friends, it is so easy to get discouraged. There are times (like this weekend) where I feel like the burden we carry is far too heavy. You see, no one warned me that as I was learning about the injustice that exists in our country, I was unconsciously taking upon myself a load that I would carry with me the rest of my life. It is a burden that I can never ever shake, try as might. It is a burden that will at times make me uncomfortable, unavailable and unpopular. Why am I carrying this burden when so many others in our country live carefree and complacent lives? Where is my white-picket fence? Is this burden even worth it?

But then, I reflect upon the unspeakable value of this burden that I carry and I find strength returning during the midnight hour, for this burden that I carry is in reality, no burden at all. You see, upon my back I carry the Hope of my children. Unworthy and unqualified as I am, they need someone to carry their hopes and dreams, for their little shoulders can not bare the load alone on the difficult road they walk. So I will press on, for them. Always for them.

You are the change,

B