Wherever your faith lies, wherever your heart is ... there is always hope, always the beauty of life that was given to us. If even just for a moment, life can be fulfilling. And though the road may be paved with dirt, our feet blistered and sore, the roots of the past breaking through the surface as obstacles - the journey we take is one we can only learn, prosper and grow from.
Life has been full of obstacles for my little corner of the bayou to overcome, but something you might not see on your afternoon drive is our will to rise, to live and move forward. Recently, a young man was involved in a tragic incident that has shaken the community. Though some have risen in anger, many rose in prayer and poured love over the families affected as they have each and every time something has happened. See we don't just ball up and give up hope, we rise! We rise to the occasion and pray together, love together and show up together. It is engraved into our souls, it is how our ancestors did as well in our little corner of the bayou.
So, next time you are driving through my corner of the bayou or through a small town or even a big city ponder the stories and the obstacles so many have overcome and you just might find strength you didn't know you had to push you through your own obstacles. The courage to take on another day and move forward, scrubbing the dirt from beneath your nails, tending to the blisters your journey has given you and walking over and past the roots of the past to face the road ahead of you. The one that you were meant to lead, the one you were meant to fall, the one you were meant to rise back up on.
So I leave you with this: my favorite poet/author/actress Maya Angelou's famous poem And Still I Rise: