"You can pray until you faint, but unless you get up and try to do something, God ain't gone put it in your lap."
Fannie said that.
I know it hurts ...the tap water in Flint, the audacity of those who question #BlackLiveMatters.  ...the less obvious violence of hateful political speeches and award shows that refuse to see us, honor us.
It hurts me too.
And in times like these....I go to The Rock!
Somebody's mama use to sing "I go to the rock for my salvation.  I go to the stone that the builders rejectedI run to the mountain and the mountain stands by me."

If you need some foundation this morning and - like me - get overwhelmed by the lack of action during Black History Month, I would like to offer you three things: