A change has come
One of my favorite songs is the Sam Cooke classic, “A Change is Gonna Come.” The
words of that song have rung true so many times in my life journey.
During difficult times when I didn’t understand the inconsistencies that life would sometimes produce, I’d find myself singing softly the hook, “a change gonna come!” Last week’s announcement that the 2012 Democratic National Convention is coming to Charlotte reminded me of such a time.
Over 25 years ago, my family and I lived in Charlotte for about three years. We were coming from another state for a work assignment. Saturdays were my catch-up day. I would look forward to hitting Independence Boulevard early Saturday morning because it seemed to offer everything I needed -- the grocery store, cleaners, and let’s not leave out the nail salon.
We lived in the Sardis Road area, which meant that most of my in-and-out travel was via Independence. On one particular Saturday I was suddenly stopped by traffic. Off in the distance, I could see lots of colors and movement.
With cooking and cleaning to do, the last thing I was in the mood for was a parade, I thought to myself. As I moved closer, I realized that what I thought was a parade was actually the Klu Klux Klan in full robes. They were stopping cars, handing out literature and perhaps collecting money, since I saw buckets.
I was 29 at the time and certainly knew of the organization, but having lived in other places, to come up close and personal was an experience I would never forget. I could not believe that in the middle of the day something like this could be happening at a traffic light. I had only seen boys and girls clubs or firemen’s associations commanding that space.
When I heard the DNC news this week, something inside of me rejoiced from a place that no one around me understood. I flashed back to sitting in my car, alone on Independence, scared out of my wits, and now on my second journey to Charlotte, I was witnessing the planned arrival of the Democratic National Convention, with its assumed nominee, Barack Obama, the first African American president of these United States -- clear evidence of the beginning of change I have often sung about.
James 1:1-27 is a powerful text that comes to mind. This announcement is a living example of a steadfast and unmovable commitment of faith. Double mindedness could not be a factor if success was expected.
There is no place for human anger that does not produce desired results. Wisdom had to prevail, with our leaders being quick to listen and slow to speak. This level of success, as well as other evidence of growth in the city, could not be possible without a targeted vision that doesn’t look back, but has the faith to move forward.
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Tanya is a transformational speaker and author who lives in Charlotte. Friend her on Facebook, or email her at tw360you@aol.com.
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