I am thinking about donating my body to the scientific community. I am in need of an expert opinion as it pertains to my head.
While there, could you travel south and give me another expert opinion as it pertains to my heart?
I am told that “God moves in mysterious ways.”
Well, God, before my salt and pepper hair turns to salt, could you hurry up and give me the answers to some of these mysteries?
For starters, this is what I need to know:
Why did you give me this fiery blood? Don’t you know that my fiery blood can’t ignore or walk away from fighting injustices!
Why did you give me these oratorical skills? Don’t you know that this mouth can’t resist stirring my people into a frenzy? Sadly, after their emotions have dissipated, they become lackadaisical, complacent, and rarely commit to follow-thru. So why bother?
Why did you give me an insatiable appetite for reading? Don’t you know that the enemy resents my intellectual, analytical, and reasoning skills?
Why did you give me a razor-sharp tongue? Don’t you know that Satan’s recruits hate hearing the truth?
Why did you give me a sense of discernment? Don’t you know that snitches have a hard time feeling at ease around me?
Why did you give me a strong sense of smell? Don’t you know that adversaries don’t like it when I can detect their “dung” before they sling it?
Why did you give me leadership skills? Don’t you know that some may confuse my embolden personality with arrogance and superiority?
Why did you give me these ears? Don’t you know that my ears are capable of deciphering my opponents’ lies?
Why did you give me this inquisitive mind? Don’t you know that the devil enjoys seeing my people so punch drunk from a lack of knowledge and from digesting the antagonist’s propaganda?
Why did you give me nerves? Don’t you know that I am extremely impatient and have zero tolerance for demagoguery and foolishness?
Why did you give me spirit? Don’t you know that because I demand spunk, vim, zest, and vigor I intimidate the ruling class?
Why did you give me pride? Don’t you know that the power structure assassinates heritage heroes and heroines in order to promote their patsies?
Why did you give me loyalty? Don’t you know that the panoramic view from Judas’ perspective was paved with silver and gold? Heck, once in a while I want to experience the sensation of being “bought off” and from being a traitor!
Why did you burden me with responsibility? Don’t you know that being a role-model and a race-conscience warrior makes me beholden to righteousness?
Why am I held hostage to commitments? Don’t you know that your requirement of being a “quarter horse” instead of a “show horse” is demanding and time consuming?
Why do I have to be obedient? Don’t you know that there’s another “ram in the bush” besides me?
Why did you give me feelings? Don’t you know that the tenderizer called heart won’t allow me to forsake and forget others?
Why do you make me love? Don’t you know that love requires a priceless transaction called forgiveness?
Why me?
After a few moments of silence, this is what I learned:
Andrea, you don’t need a rocket scientist to tell you that it’s because the seeds of possibility were planted into your head and your heart and these seeds do not have an expiration date!
Andrea, you don’t need a rocket scientist to tell you that it’s because you are a natural for the job!
Andrea, you don’t need a rocket scientist to tell you that I will always be your conduit and a well spring of eternal hope and optimism.
Mystery solved!
