This seemed to be a very good reflection into a great American play. It's a shame that I don't remember the story....or if I've seen it for that matter. Of all of the things going on today, how much did people go through in the past and how much of it remains almost absolutely the same? Then further, how much have we stolen away from ourselves with greed-driven dreams/schemes, sloppy work ethic, and a lack of love for our neighbors, friends and families?
I'm thinking of how these colored folk move to an all-white neighborhood (this has happened more places than just south-side of Chicago and more than just those times....remember "Moving on uuuup...to the East Side..."). Fast forward a few years and what's going on in those neighborhoods? What are we doing with what some have worked so hard for? Are we slumming them out in pursuit of real estate mogul status? Have we tapped so far into debt off of the equity in order to drive nice cars? We sometimes weigh ourselves down through wreckless ambition.
It doesn't take all of that to be happy. I won't say that we don't need money, but happiness is just about within our reach and we almost can't seem to see it out of pre-occupation.
Friday I missed Obama here in Corpus Christi, TX. You'd think that a young black in a town of 5% black would have had that on a high level of my to-do list. Imagine my shame [as a supposed supporter] that I was more concerned with a power steering pump. There are very important things happening and I allow them to blow past me.
I'm trying to get something and I just don't know what I'm after.
I'm always on some twisted typing. I'm not a columnist. This isn't an article. It's a blog.
Fortunately, life doesn't have to be such a doomed story. I've seen myself in the 'rut' on more occasions than I care to mention. A friend brought clarity back to me recently. "Pray about it."
I will be doing that a lot more often.
Monday, February 25, 2008
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