Six twenty read the clock as our tired bodies rolled out of bed and managed to toss on some formal wear for church, an eight o’clock service at the Ebenezer Baptist Church. As we filed into the pews we felt the soul-stirring songs of the choir warming their voices. After being warmly welcomed by the church community, we settled into our seats, not nearly expecting what we would witness in the next hour and a half. Joy, love and passion filled every corner of the empowering church. The charismatic minister warmed our hearts with his intergenerational sermon about the word “whatever." He elaborated on how this word is not simply a word, but has now become a sentence, speaking of the focuses you have to have in life. In between this sermon, the choir sang giving goose bumps to everyone’s arms. We left with a feeling of uplifting spirits and the feeling of wanting to return.
Next we went to the birth home of Martin Luther King, Jr., born with the first name Michael, as we learned. We were toured by a park ranger, giving us elaborate details on the history of the home. Then we went to the serene resting place of MLK, stopping to see the quote “Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty I’m free at last,” which is placed on his tombstone.
We went back to our hotel feverishly packed in order to check out in time. All changed into casual clothes, we made our way to the Georgia Aquarium. There we saw marine life ranging from amazing schools of fish to beluga whales.
We then went to the museum of Martin Luther King, Jr., and saw a documentary on his short-lived but extraordinary life called New Life, New Voice.
Now we are driving to Montgomery, Alabama, having passed through the Morehouse College Campus and stopped at Tuskegee airfield where 3,000 African-American airmen trained during World War II.
To be continued…
To be continued…
Alden and Megan.