The Obamas are "game changers." Over the weekend, I thought about the idea that I have been living in the DC area for about fourteen years, and until the Obamas came alone, I had never given the Inauguration much thought. I wondered to myself if people of color were excluded from the events, or if people are not concerned when a person from their preferred party do not win, or if in the past, the Inaugural events were reserved for the wealthy.
All I know is that for the last two Inaugurations, I've felt like the Inaugural events were accessible. Four years ago, I celebrated the entire weekend.
This year was not much different than four years ago, except there were not as many people, and therefore it was easier to get around in the city, and I was able to enjoy some of my regular spots.
Well, you know that I love to fellowship, and I got the chance to do a whole bunch of fellowshipping in a very Inaugural, celebratory way.
On Inauguration day, there was a certain level of calmness in the air. The feeling was the same feeling that one may experience at a very dignified affair such as a wedding or a graduation. There was not a lot of talking but a lot of expectancy and anticipation. I know I was feeling excited and subdued and did not want to miss one moment of this historical occasion.
When President Obama got up to speak, tears welled up in my eyes. I felt such a sense of pride. I thought about the idea that it is the 150th anniversary of the signing of the Emancipation Proclamation and the 50th anniversary of The March on Washington for Jobs and Opportunity led by Dr. King, and we were standing on The National Mall, on the day that is set aside to honor Dr. King, watching our President, with African blood running through his veins, being Inaugurated. Not only is he part African, but he has an African name; Barack Hussein Obama, and he was being Inaugurated as the President of the United States. And, on the Inaugural stage, there was an African American Rapper: Jay Z.
President Obama, with that African blood running through his veins, that African name, his past of being raised by a single mother and grandparents, is confirmation that there is no limit to what God can do! He uses whomever he wants to.
After the ceremony, Tameika and I went to the National Museum of American History to see the exhibit to commemorate the anniversaries of the signing of the Emancipation Proclamation and The March on Washington which is more confirmation of how "Great is our God."
Then, being highly favored all of the time, we got to the parade in time to see President Obama and Michele and Joe and Jill Biden walk in the Inaugural parade. (Icing on the cake.)
What an awesome, historical time and I savored every moment, and I plan to celebrate for the next four years........
Soooooooooooo happy to be alive during such a time as this!
I wonder what my God has up his sleeves now?
I must leave you with Alicia Keys singing "Obama's on Fire!" Love, Love this song!!!!!