After 1968, during the chaos that followed the assassination of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., the later riots--funeral pyres of grief--that burned in 100 communities, in the resulting vacuum of effectual black leadership, amid the prevalence of what facially seemed valorous, though certainly less-than-virtuous, alternatives, that gained our people's pride, and attention, we discarded our integrity.
We lost that racial integrity, which had sustained us in tougher times, in the terrible times. We drifted away from self and God. Worst yet, we drifted away from those invaluable history lessons, traditions, that were by us learned in the South over centuries.
The sequel for us, since 1968, although deceitfully dotted with amazing individual triumphs, in certain families who retained a residue of racial integrity, has nevertheless been tragic for those many blacks who lost it all, trusting in mammon, who abandoned any pretense of racial integrity in the hot cauldrons of concupiscence.
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These are they who fill the jails, the morgues, prematurely, violently. These are those who did not fight for freedom, for our rights, but who coasted along, nibbling at the bits thrown their way or simply stolen .
Stated directly: we black people are people of faith, of destiny, of beauty , power, virtue, who are scions of our planet's first people. We are "the blameless Ethiopians," of whom the ancient Greeks sang.
This period of trial in the Americas is also one of training, of transition, of restoration of the waste places.
Through all of our many trials and tribulations, however, it was vital, essential that we retain our sense of self, our personal integrity, the values we had when we first met God.
The righteousness of Job, the glory of Job, is our black historical story. It was written in prophetic metaphor.
So too ours are the sufferings of Job, the tragedies of Job; the mocking of Job. Ours too is the integrity of Job, the constancy of Job, the revival of Job, the restoration of Job's family, fortunes, integrity!
This also is us. The allegory of Job has long been with us and has been in us. Job's story must renew us, as in, "If a man dies, shall he live, again?" As well as its riposte, "All my appointed days will I wait until my change comes." Job 14:14.
if we are to avoid irreligious doom, the looming vale of destruction, the abomination of desolation that is our reward, that is the naturally inevitable consequence of having lost self-love, integrity, knowledge of who we are, whose we are, and our virtues.
Friday, January 20, 2017
LOSS OF RACIAL INTEGRITY
LOSS OF RACIAL INTEGRITY 
After 1968, during the chaos that followed the assassination of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., the later riots--funeral pyres of grief--that burned in 100 communities, in the resulting vacuum of effectual black leadership, amid the prevalence of what facially seemed valorous, though certainly less-than-virtuous, alternatives, that gained our people's pride, and attention, we discarded our integrity.
We lost that racial integrity, which had sustained us in tougher times, in the terrible times. We drifted away from self and God. Worst yet, we drifted away from those invaluable history lessons, traditions, that were by us learned in the South over centuries.
The sequel for us, since 1968, although deceitfully dotted with amazing individual triumphs, in certain families who retained a residue of racial integrity, has nevertheless been tragic for those many blacks who lost it all, trusting in mammon, who abandoned any pretense of racial integrity in the hot cauldrons of concupiscence.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.biblegateway.com/passage/%3Fsearch%3DJob%2B2%253A9-10%26version%3DKJV%26interface%3Damp?client=safari
These are they who fill the jails, the morgues, prematurely, violently. These are those who did not fight for freedom, for our rights, but who coasted along, nibbling at the bits thrown their way or simply stolen .
Stated directly: we black people are people of faith, of destiny, of beauty , power, virtue, who are scions of our planet's first people. We are "the blameless Ethiopians," of whom the ancient Greeks sang.
This period of trial in the Americas is also one of training, of transition, of restoration of the waste places.
Through all of our many trials and tribulations, however, it was vital, essential that we retain our sense of self, our personal integrity, the values we had when we first met God.
The righteousness of Job, the glory of Job, is our black historical story. It was written in prophetic metaphor.
So too ours are the sufferings of Job, the tragedies of Job; the mocking of Job. Ours too is the integrity of Job, the constancy of Job, the revival of Job, the restoration of Job's family, fortunes, integrity!
This also is us. The allegory of Job has long been with us and has been in us. Job's story must renew us, as in, "If a man dies, shall he live, again?" As well as its riposte, "All my appointed days will I wait until my change comes." Job 14:14.
if we are to avoid irreligious doom, the looming vale of destruction, the abomination of desolation that is our reward, that is the naturally inevitable consequence of having lost self-love, integrity, knowledge of who we are, whose we are, and our virtues.
After 1968, during the chaos that followed the assassination of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., the later riots--funeral pyres of grief--that burned in 100 communities, in the resulting vacuum of effectual black leadership, amid the prevalence of what facially seemed valorous, though certainly less-than-virtuous, alternatives, that gained our people's pride, and attention, we discarded our integrity.
We lost that racial integrity, which had sustained us in tougher times, in the terrible times. We drifted away from self and God. Worst yet, we drifted away from those invaluable history lessons, traditions, that were by us learned in the South over centuries.
The sequel for us, since 1968, although deceitfully dotted with amazing individual triumphs, in certain families who retained a residue of racial integrity, has nevertheless been tragic for those many blacks who lost it all, trusting in mammon, who abandoned any pretense of racial integrity in the hot cauldrons of concupiscence.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.biblegateway.com/passage/%3Fsearch%3DJob%2B2%253A9-10%26version%3DKJV%26interface%3Damp?client=safari
These are they who fill the jails, the morgues, prematurely, violently. These are those who did not fight for freedom, for our rights, but who coasted along, nibbling at the bits thrown their way or simply stolen .
Stated directly: we black people are people of faith, of destiny, of beauty , power, virtue, who are scions of our planet's first people. We are "the blameless Ethiopians," of whom the ancient Greeks sang.
This period of trial in the Americas is also one of training, of transition, of restoration of the waste places.
Through all of our many trials and tribulations, however, it was vital, essential that we retain our sense of self, our personal integrity, the values we had when we first met God.
The righteousness of Job, the glory of Job, is our black historical story. It was written in prophetic metaphor.
So too ours are the sufferings of Job, the tragedies of Job; the mocking of Job. Ours too is the integrity of Job, the constancy of Job, the revival of Job, the restoration of Job's family, fortunes, integrity!
This also is us. The allegory of Job has long been with us and has been in us. Job's story must renew us, as in, "If a man dies, shall he live, again?" As well as its riposte, "All my appointed days will I wait until my change comes." Job 14:14.
if we are to avoid irreligious doom, the looming vale of destruction, the abomination of desolation that is our reward, that is the naturally inevitable consequence of having lost self-love, integrity, knowledge of who we are, whose we are, and our virtues.