I wrote a friend this morning

Whatever we do today is full of hope. Whatever we do today is new. I am thrilled to have lived long enough to see the dream come true. From my first question as a kid in Petersburg, VA, "Mom, why are those people wearing those signs? Who is Jim Crow and why do they care if he's dead?" to the excitement of the election of Barack Obama, my faith , so severely challenged these many years, has been let loose in a flood of joyful tears. Whatever we do this day, dear Deborah, is flooded with light. We are all here for the first time. We are all baptized by grace.