My wife recently showed me something on social media that we both thought was valuable. It was a video of a woman reminding her audience that our very existence is a miracle, considering all that our ancestors experienced and survived. There is something about Black folks that is amazing. If I pinpoint that thing into one word, it’s love. We love hard. It is love that causes us to speak up for justice for ourselves and others. Even if our voice shakes, we take that risk to speak up so that we might live, be treated respectfully, and have an adequate standard of living. Like the scripture, there are so many we can point to who echoed Hadassah’s spirit. While speaking for sanitation workers’ rights, Martin King prophesied the Promised Land and indicated that he might not get there with us. Fannie Lou Hamer, who was famously sick and tired of being sick and tired, shared her love when she proclaimed, “If I fall, I’ll fall five feet four inches forward in the fight for freedom. I’m not backing off.” For all the risks our ancestors took, Lord, thank you.