Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind
it often overwhelms me
but when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life
their courage compels me
And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharohs court
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

I see the long quiet walk along the Underground Railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul

I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear

I see the long hard shadows of Calcutta nights
I see the sisters standing by the dying man's side

I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come and kicking down the door

I see the man of sorrows and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load

And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
and when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

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Ying I went to see The Gospel According to Tennessee today. It was good.

And it got me thinking--imagine that. =P

Part of what was going on through my head was how there was one character in the play that didn't go along with the status quo. She wasn't normal, she just didn't except the things they were when there was something wrong with it ....

She rebeled against the status quo of having strong prejudices towards African Americans. She was full of love and challenged the way people thought and challenged me--would I rebel as she did? What would I do if I was in that society.?

Would I have gone along with the normal? Would I have had a box? And even if I disagreed with the status quo would I have the guts to stand for what I knew to be right? Would I have challenged people's thinking? Their boxes? Or would I have sat back quietly knowing what was right but doing nothing about it?

This is my question guys--we don't live in a perfect world, a perfect country, a perfect society, a perfect town, a perfect church, we aren't perfect people. We have not acheived perfection.

There is always room for growth.

Ok so this is my question; What are you doing about it? What prejudices and preconceived notions are in the society in which you live...or what prejudices or preconceived notions are in your head? Prejudices and wrong thinking come in alllll shapes and sizes.

Do you stand for what you believe and know to be right? Honestly?

Even when it goes against what other people do and think?

What if we really lived this thing guys?

What would that look like?