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“The Moral Arc…” – Dr. Martin Luther King

April 4, 2008 was a sad anniversary for us all.  Dr. Martin Luther King said,  “The moral arc of the universe bends at the elbow of justice.”

I wait for the word.  I am in a holding pattern, prayerfully, but the panic attacks are becoming comparable to the moments in December 2005 and January 2006 when my mother, father, or little brothers would awake me in the early morning. I was still shaken up from being awakened by three officers and my coach at two A.M. on morning of December 5th, bearing news that my academy career was done. I would sleep for 15 hours a day, that winter, trying to forget that I was in Houston and not New London. 

I wait for the word.  I know that I will hear it soon, so every received phone call causes palpitation. Many outgoing calls receives the same frantic, “Are you vindicated?” I am strong, but meager.  Tense, yet faithful.  I can not be as confident as everyone else is, I have been confident twice before. The first time, I watched my mom breakdown when I heard the worst words in my life in March of 2006. The truth was revealed yet, it was trumped by power.  June 29, 2006 was just as dramatic. Moments later–after that word, I stood silent–staring for nearly 50 seconds– at the only person at the academy that knew my siblings, my home, my parents, my plans, my fears, my weaknesses, and my dreams. She stared back but I didn’t know her anymore.  I have decided not to have confidence in the truth this time around.  The truth seldomly wins. 

I did not always live up to the high standards of the U.S. Coast Guard Academy. But in those months of 2006, I had honor. That was my only goal, to meet the demands of the word ‘Honor’ at any cost. 

“I must confess, my friends, the road ahead will not always be smooth. There will be still rocky places of frustration and meandering points of bewilderment. There will be inevitable setbacks here and there. There will be those moments when the buoyancy of hope will be transformed into the fatigue of despair. Our dreams will sometimes be shattered and our ethereal hopes blasted. We may again with tear-drenched eyes have to stand before the bier of some courageous civil rights worker whose life will be snuffed out by the dastardly acts of bloodthirsty mobs. Difficult and painful as it is, we must walk on in the days ahead with an audacious faith in the future. … When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds of despair, and when our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, let us remember that there is a creative force in this universe, working to pull down the gigantic mountains of evil, a power that is able to make a way out of no way and transform dark yesterdays into bright tomorrows. Let us realize the arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward justice.”

I wait for the word.  I wait to be overwhelmed with a joy that I have not felt for a long time.  I await the hug from my parents and my wife, letting them feel with me–everything dissipate into the Houston air.  I wait to kiss my daughter, eventhough she will think that it is just another kiss. ”You have so much to do with me, God. Arc, please bend.”

Not a single conscious hour passes by that I don’t beg God for the arc to bend.


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“…It is well there is a day of discovery coming, in which all shall appear in their true characters…” (Gen 39:19-23)

April 5th, 2008 Posted by | News | one comment

On A Much Lighter Note…”GRADUATION”

After ten months, 41 credit hours, about 200+ long commutes…the perpetual college senior is graduating from college.  Exciting?? Eh…you know, i’ll probably be excited once I receive my diploma in May.  Sadly, the official start of the law school application process has been trumped by an event in May that may be more exciting than finally finishing my education. Thanks to my beautiful wife and her thoughtful (and ironic) graduation present, we will be there on May 2nd to watch one of my favorite musicians. Yes, ladies in gentlemen…the artist, whose album titles describe my last couple years, gave us:

The College Dropout

Late Registration

and Graduation

Kanye West’s Glow in The Dark Tour


Yes, this may be the best graduation present I could have ever received, filled with ‘inspiring’ lines like:

You graduate when you make it up outta the streets
From the moments of pain
Look how far we done came
Haters sayin’ ya changed
Now ya doin’ ya thang 


N-n-now th-that that don’t kill me
Can only make me stronger
I need you to hurry up now
Cause I can’t wait much longer

Yes, it will be a celebratory day of irony and significance for my wife and me that will top off a 2007 and 2008 peppered with: marriage in Puerto Rico, the birth of Alexis, a lot of work, a lot of phone calls from D.C., and a couple semesters of “why am I trying to finish college in a year??!”  Equally as exciting is the fact that my wife will get to see one of her favorite Chicago artists from her time at DePaul University.  Seemed like an eternity ago…


                                                                                                  February, Chicago 2006


Graduation will be a momentous occasion for me because it seemed out of reach, for a time.  I walk on May 17th, 2008 and will recieve a degree, with academic distinction, in General-Business and Decision Information Science.  Well, I think that I will be ready to start the rest of my life.  Thank you Jesus! Thank  you for the support Lindsey, Mom, Dad, Siblings and friends.


Good Morning,



April 2nd, 2008 Posted by | News | 2 comments

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