There is a story of an attractive African woman on the slave block in the American south. For obvious reasons, bidding was intense. Finally she was turned over to the man who bought her, certain she was going to be used, abused, & discarded. As they walked away from the slave block, the man said to her, “You are free.”
Defiantly, she asked, “What does that mean?”
He answered, “That means you are free.”
“You mean, I’s free to say whatever I wants to say?”
“Yes.”
“I’s free to go wherever I wants to go?”
“Yes.”
Bursting into tears, she cried, “I guess then, I will go with you.”
Oh to hear our children say, “I think I will go where you go. I think I will follow your Lord. I think I will marry
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