If the Greatest Generation sacrificed for war, what will our generation be known as if we sacrifice for PEACE?
If being a voice for the voiceless only requires a few miles' walk, one sleepless night in a park in Uptown with no comfort, and a few video shoots, why are not more people here?
Injustice in northern Uganda is as vile a blight on humanity as injustice in Dallas. Lord let us be a generation who feels rage and stands up for what is right....everywhere!
- Silent dance party, complete with silent breakdancing
- Meeting so many awesome people: shout-outs to Kyle, Krysten, Kelli, Carmen, Nicole, Dr. Brown, Chelsea, Sarita, Paul, all the volunteers, and more that I can't remember your names!
- The sprinklers coming on closer and closer toward the sleeping crowd
- Running toward the boom camera and everyone falling over
- People honking at us on Woodall Rogers as we walked overhead
- Dance competition between the two boys from Fort Worth
- Ridiculous conversation behind us while George and I are trying to sleep
- Never-ending drizzle on our faces
- Prince of Peace folk praying on our faces for Uganda
And, my favorite:
- Gathering with Dr. Brown's Mighty Men to pray, and suddenly people gathering until well over a hundred people are linked arms praying at once
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