Maintaining the audacity to dream, and to live my dreams in spite of everything in the world that conspires against them, keeps me healthy.
I was born into a world that valued nothing about me. I was male, but I was a black male. Strike one. The family from which I came was of this society’s lower-middle class, at best. Strike two. And though nobody could have known it at the time, I would grow to prefer the emotional and physical intimacy of other men. OUT, indeed (pun intended)!
That said, healthy came for me the day I woke up and decided that this world does not possess the power, nor the measures, to determine my worth. I miraculously came to understand that it is God who has created me, beautifully complex as I am. And, if everything that God created is in fact good, then God must certainly be all good with the creation that is me. I would even go so far as to speculate that God has a special love for me, because I am bold enough to accept this truth and to walk in it.
Making the choice to walk in this truth brings about a certain sense of power (commonly referred to in my hood as “swag”). This power allows its possessors the ability to dream impossible dreams, and then have the unwavering faith to actually experience them come to fruition. It’s the same power, or swag, that made Barack Obama foolish enough to believe that he could become the first Black man elected to the office of President of these United States of America.
I am healthy because I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that whatever I put my swag to…shall be. And every single day, I let it be.
-- Keith Green
Chicago
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Audacious, indeed! Swag on
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