Godspeed by Ayrton Breckenridge of the Daily Iowan

There are many things I could say about this short film but I will save it for another time. This captures the two worlds I live in very well though

Five Deer, Two Geese, Two Hens and a Tom

I have a spot. Many of us have that spot where we can count on seeing wildlife that could translate into a harvest. My particular spot in western Illinois is affectionately named the Honey Hole. I have been hunting this spot for about ten years. The craziest part of this special spot is it is only an acre. 

I have reserved this spot (which has only one tree stand) for deer hunting. I hesitated to set up at the Honey Hole because I did not want to educate the deer any more than I had to. This year I started hunting another part of the farm but I could not ignore hearing the gobbles from the Honey Hole for two mornings straight. I decided to take a chance and set up in the east corner of the field. 

On the third day, as soon as I got set up, I heard a gobbler directly behind me at fifty yards. I became excited about the potential. I hit my box call after he pitched off the roost. We began a long conversation over the next half hour but to no avail, he never came in. The fourth day was very slow due to storms in the area.

Day five he was back behind me gobbling early. We had a brief interaction but he quickly moved on to the east. I sat patiently waiting and watching. About seven thirty, five deer came across the field to get a drink of water from a small watering hole in the south corner of the Honey Hole. About the same time two Canadian geese landed about twenty yards from my decoys. Before I knew it the deer were within twenty yards from my set up. As I looked to the North, I saw a Bobcat, coming down the fence row from the north right toward me. He got within fifteen yards before busting me, scampering off quickly. 

So I have five deer, two Canadian geese, and a bobcat around the decoys but no turkey. As I pulled out that morning, I thought to myself, "What an amazing picture of God's creation for me to see and enjoy."

By Friday of that week, I had logged about eighteen hours in the Turkey woods. I did not take the week off, just went in late to the office. To say the least, I was one tired hunter. My mind began to tell me to take a couple days off and hit it again at the beginning of the next week. The conversation I had had with "that Tom" inspired me to give it a go on Saturday morning. 

Saturday morning was perfect. No wind, no weather, and the Tom gobbling from the roost again. I got set up and waited for him to pitch off the roost. Once he was on the ground we picked up where we had left off the day before. He stayed behind me for at least an hour before he went silent. I was committed to waiting him out.

Around seven thirty the five deer that I saw the morning before came across the field to the watering hole. As I watched them the two geese flew in and landed near my decoys. I could not believe my eyes. The same thing was happening two days in a row. As I surveyed the field two hens came out from the tree line that I was sitting in. I was just excited to see all of the creatures in one place at one time. 

It wasn't two minutes before he joined the hens in the field. He was at full strut. I pulled out my Strut Li'l Deuce slate call and began to purr to get his full attention. He was on a rope to my set up which is a submissive hen, a jake, and two feeding hens. He walked right to the jake. He was not having it! He was on the ground moments later. This guy had a nine-inch beard and three-quarter-inch spurs, weighing twenty-one pounds. 

I texted Kevin the land owner and told him where I took the Tom. He texted back, "The Honey Hole does not disappoint." Boy was he right about that. 

By the way, the geese never left the field. As I pulled out and drove away, they were there. 

How to Look Ahead

 2023 has been a year for me to step back and seek a little direction for the journey ahead. A lot of things have happened over the last twelve months for me to take a pause to look around a bit. I am fifty-eight years old and have been doing some of the same things in the same spot for many years. 

Birthplace Home 

Back in May, Lisa and I spent a day traveling back to my birthplace. I showed her where I went to elementary school, drove around telling stories about my childhood, and visited my first house. The house looked a lot smaller than I remembered. That day was a time to reflect not only where I was raised but how I was raised. Going back to my roots helps put a perspective on where I am and what the future might hold. 

I was raised in a home where there was much love and nurture. My parents encouraged me to pursue my goals and dreams. They made it possible for me to get where I am today. My interests, passions, and hobbies were all birthed at a very early age. It is important to remember where you came from to be fully present where you are.

First House Purchase

Lisa and I were able to travel to Ohio in June for a family reunion. It was a time to catch up with family members that we have not been able to connect with regularly. As a part of the trip, we took time to visit some spots that reminded us about the steps in the journey, the first coaching assignment, the first pastorate, the first home purchase, and all the memories that go along with it. For the most part, it was good to look back. Some of my memories reminded me of failure, frustration, and loss. It can be difficult to look back, especially when there are things that you want to forget. 

Looking back not only reminds us where we have come from but also is a reminder not to make the same mistakes again. Boy, there were decisions and actions that I would love to have a do-over on but we all know that is not how life works. It is important to look back so that if there are mistakes made in the past, we will not make the same decisions again. 

The Present Crib

Living in the moment is probably the hardest thing for people to remember to do. Being fully present is very difficult. It is a tricky balance to know where you came from, be fully present, and know where you are going. One of the keys to success is to regularly review. 

This takes place when you create a series of goals. I like to make a list of the three most important things that I must do each day. I usually make that list before I go to sleep each night.  Knowing what you are doing tomorrow in terms of priority is critical. I also set annual goals I set is yearly goals. I have been doing this for the last twenty-three years. The old saying comes into play, if you aim for nothing, you will hit it every time. I usually break my goals into four major categories; personal, family, ministry, and interests. Under each category, I write down specific, measurable goals to work toward over the entire year. This helps me to be fully present with the opportunities and responsibilities entrusted to me. 

The last set of goals is a one to three-year plan. Looking ahead is not an easy thing but it can provide clarity and direction. I have a saying that I use often, (not sure where I got it from) "Everything you need to see is right in front of you." Ask yourself, what do I think will happen over the next few years? I am talking about major events like; births, college, marriage, home purchases, downsizing, retirement, etc. You can be certain that the future will be different than the present. Gathering all the information around you as you look into the future is important. This will provide enough information to make intelligent goals and objectives moving forward. 

For Lisa and I, we are only nine years away from retirement.  She can retire as an educator next year and we do not own a home. Information like this points us in a direction. It isn't all we need to know but one cannot turn a blind eye to the future. For you, it may be that your children have entered high school or you are anticipating starting a family. Just look ahead and see the obvious. Many people are so into the day-to-day that they forget about looking forward. 

As we enter a new year, it is good to set new goals, pursue dreams, and prioritize your life. I have found the best way to look forward is to look at where you came from and realize where you are. 

What Might Be

For Ever In Blue Jeans

 

I took the week off work with the thought of spending every moment of the rut in the deer woods. I had planned the week ahead of time - clearing the calendar from any appointments or meetings. As the week approached a couple of people needed to speak with me at the office. I did the responsible thing and made the appointments even though it was November 7th. 

This day is special because I have taken two big bucks off the same stand in the same spot for two of the last three years. What would it hurt to have a mid-day meeting? I would have plenty of time to get back into the woods early in the afternoon. 

I hunted in the morning only seeing a few does. As planned, I headed into town for my meeting. Once I entered my office, issues, conversations, and challenges were added to my appointment. The meeting ended up being longer than I thought. Now I was rushed and I would get in very late for a prime hunting opportunity.

A seasoned hunter, I've learned to leave all my gear in the truck so I do not have to gather up my gear every time I go out. All that stood between me and my hunt was a thirty-five-minute drive to my stand. When I arrived, I realized that something was missing. How could this have happened? In my hurry to get to my meeting, I left my camo pants at home in the laundry room. 

Now what? 

I was running late and now I have the wrong clothes. I decided to put on the rest of my gear and take a chance of hunting in my blue jeans. No scent control, dirty blue jeans would have to work.

I walked to my stand and sat down to look at my phone to see what time it was. It read 4:30 p.m.. Did I mention that it was seventy degrees with a ten-mile-per-hour east wind? Nothing seemed to be going right. I decided to just enjoy the sit. I chalked it up to poor planning and learned my lesson.

Fifteen minutes after I sat down, a doe came from behind me from the south. She walked past me to begin feeding in a cornfield twenty yards in front of me. She didn't wind me so I thought to myself, "This might work after all". Another deer came out from the same spot, then one from the north and another one from the west. I had four deer at twenty yards. I had successfully hidden my scent and my blue-colored jeans from the deer.

I thought about harvesting one of them and even raised the bow for a shot, but something inside of me said to just hold tight. My gut feeling telling me to wait would prove to be the correct decision.  I sat and watched the does feed for about fifteen more minutes. After only a half hour of being in the stand on a seventy-degree day with an east wind in blue jeans, I heard something to my right.

I slowly turned slightly enough to see a set of antlers at twenty yards in the pine trees. This buck was doing the same thing I was doing...looking at the does feed. He slowly began to walk up the trail which passed by my stand. His was in full sneak mode, slowly moving toward the field's edge. 

I was fully ready when he stepped into my sights at eight yards away - and I smacked him good. He ran thirty yards into the field and collapsed. Four doe still in the field, a guy in blue jeans, and a dead eight-point buck.

Ninety percent of success is just showing up.... in blue jeans or whatever it is you have on!

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An Easter Guide to Church Attenders

 Recently, I had the opportunity to do something rare for me. I visited a church. For more than thirty years now, I have been involved in the leading of church services. For most of those years, I have been the speaker. We have gone on vacation, but it seems like we are traveling a lot on Sundays, so visiting churches has not been a thing.

My wife and I went to see one of our daughters and planned on attending her church. I was excited to join my daughter in worship. It was out of state and a different experience. We really enjoyed our time. The music was inspiring, the message was convicting, and our overall experience was outstanding. This is not an evaluation of those upfront but rather an observation that all who attend church might want to take to heart as you attend services this weekend. Here are three simple things you can do not to wreck the church service you attend.

1. Come on time. We were not early, but we arrived right on time. The singing was just starting as we entered. For the next ten minutes, people continued to enter the auditorium. People were attempting to find places to sit, many doors opening and closing, and people going in every direction. I have noticed this at our church but had never realized its impact until then. 

I was totally distracted. I found myself people-watching. The song faded, and I was a spectator of the crowd. Something as simple as getting to your place five minutes before the service starts can lessen the distractions immensely. Being aware of how we impact others is a start. It comes off the wrong way for someone who doesn't regularly attend. 

2. Sing  As a person who has spent the last thirty years in the "worship wars" era of the church, I have a couple of observations; people have preferences for various reasons, and singing is more about us than God. I have heard every excuse in the book as to why people do not participate in singing at church. If confirmed in other contexts, I might go along with some of them...People pour into countless concerts, karaoke, and other music venues.  Music is a multi-billion dollar business. People are used to singing but not so much in church. It is a distraction to watch people who are not engaged. Sing the best you can by singing to God. 

3. Engage the speaker. This church service was laid out like most; songs, communion prayer, and message. The pastor was well-prepared and a practical Bible teacher. I thought he was exceptional. As the speaker moved further into the sermon, I became distracted by those around me. Some were busy on their phones, while others were distracted by little ones who were fidgeting. Nothing new and expected in a church service; as a speaker, I couldn't help but think that the audience has more to do with "my" effectiveness than I ever realized. Do your best to lock into what the speaker is saying and avoid the unnecessary. 

We all must consider what part we contribute to the overall experience of corporate worship. Consider these three behaviors that might make all the difference in someone receiving the message they need.

Send a Picture

I am sure many who will read this story have talked themselves out of a hunt before. This year I have just not felt the desire to deer hunt like in past years. The weather had been unseasonably warm. My personal work schedule had been exceptionally busy, preventing me from preparing correctly. As November neared, the landowner where I hunt sent me a picture of a bruiser he had just taken. (Picture above) His message was, "You need to get out here." 

This was all it took. I was in the stand the following evening. There was not a lot of action that day, but the deer woods was awaking, and so was I. Over the next week, I went out one or two more times but still, it was not my usual obsessive daily trip to the farm. 

Monday, November 7th, rolled around. I was somewhat excited to get out, but after a long day of work on Sunday and getting to bed late, the demon of laziness was talking to me. I had set my alarm for 4:45. As I went to turn the alarm off, I noticed a text message from a dear friend and hunting buddy, Mike Roux. He simply had sent me a picture of me with a buck that I had taken two years ago on the same farm and on November 7th. (Picture below)You guessed it! I jumped up and began to get ready. It was all the motivation I needed to get to the deer woods.

I didn't get into the stand any too early. It was about fifteen minutes before shooting hours. Because of where I have my stand, I had plenty of time to get set up early for deer traffic. I began to glass the cut bean field in front of me. (There are about a hundred acres of bean field in front of my stand and a big timber behind me.) I noticed a nice-sized buck chasing a doe across the field, headed for a cornfield to the south. I began to think, "This could get interesting".." 

After about ten minutes of watching the chase, a four-pointer came out of the woods behind me. He passed in front of my stand, heading toward the hot doe. As soon as he got to the cornfield, I noticed a group of deer making their way toward me through the cut beans. At that moment, I didn't know precisely how many deer there were or if any of them were bucks.

I began to glass them. I couldn't believe it. It was another hot doe and three bucks. Two of them were pretty nice-sized, and a third was a tag-along. These deer closed fast and right where I have harvested many deer. I began to realize that it was going to happen. I decided to harvest the buck when he got seventy-five yards away from me. 

The doe was headed directly to the woods behind me and on the main trail right beside my stand. She was moving at a pretty fair pace, and he was behind her by about twenty yards. I got ready to shoot. A quick little bleep stopped him, and I let him have it at twelve steps. When the arrow hit, he just turned around and began to walk into the bean field. I thought, did I somehow miss him? or not hit any vitals?" After about two minutes and forty yards away, he dropped. 

It was over and not even seven thirty yet. With two bucks around the down deer, I decided to just sit. As I looked back onto the bean field, I saw four more deer. I couldn't believe my eyes; another hot doe and three more bucks chasing her. (This made a total of nine bucks and three hot does.) This time the lead buck was the biggest guy I had ever seen in the field. Watching him chase her into the big woods, I began planning for the next hunt. I didn't need another picture!

The deer I took was a nice mature nine-pointer who field dressed at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. We were able to donate ninety-two pounds of venison to families who are in need of meat this winter.

30 Years

 Thirty years is a long time. Thirty years ago ministry was different. I am taking a few moments to reflect as Lisa and I celebrate longevity in just two churches. I am extremely grateful for the first ministry I was involved in. I was afforded the opportunity of sitting under the ministry of Jim McClain in Norwalk, Ohio. He began his ministry there in 1979 and retired from the same church in 2021. Can you imagine forty-two years in one place? I can because I got a front-row seat. I was able to watch a man faithfully love a group of people through teaching and training them. Sure there were hard times but Jim and his wife personified Matthew 25:21 His master said to him, 'Well done good and faithful slave. You were faithful with a few things, I will put you in charge of many things; enter the joy of your master.'

If this sounds remotely attractive to you, then take a quick look at what I am about to say and seriously challenge your thinking.

There have been a lot of changes in the ministry over the last thirty years. The advent of specialization in ministry has professionalized our purpose. Once upon a time churches were filled by ministers (lay people) within the church, We have successfully fragmented the fabric of the church which God perfectly designed the church to function effectively through the gifts within the body.

The quest for significance in ministry has created ego-centered pastors. With books, podcasts, conferences, and training centers fueling the need to be known, we have lost our way in what we have been called to do. I have fallen prey at times to this insidious disease. I have to fight the urge to be known and be heard. The only thing that matters is that He is known and heard. 

As I get older, I find it more important to tell my story to help others stay grounded and not follow the current trend or path that leads to nowhere. I challenge those who are pastors to stop and think about what they are doing and think about the path of ministry. 

Here are three observations that will make pastors more effective in the years ahead.

1. Pastors stay put. I am amazed that guys don't account for their families when considering a move. The best advice I ever received from another pastor was to stay put. He gave me the illustration of a tree. It can only be replanted once, maybe twice before it will die. Children are much like a tree. They can only withstand so much uprooting. Sometimes you have to withstand some challenges to get to the point where fruit is produced. 

How you start is usually how you finish. I would suggest that you start with loving the people God has called you to. When you get to the finish line you will love them more and they will love you. 

2. Pastor don't fall into the trap of "more". You may be asking, more of what? It is rather simple. More people, more significance, more popularity more power, more control, I could go on and on. We all have fragile egos. We all want to believe that what we do matters more than it actually does. Contentment in our culture is nearly impossible without a single focus. I have had to drop off boards, stay away from discontent pastors and surround myself with reminders that God has a plan. 

I think sometimes that we believe that God really cares about how significant we become. In reality, He really cares how close we walk with Him. 

3. Pastor become an equipper. Ephesians 4:11-12 clearly lays out the role of a pastor in the local church. 11 And He gave some as apostles, some prophets, some evangelists, some as pastors and teachers. 12 for the equipping of the saints for the work of the ministry, for the building up of the body of Christ; This is missed at the highest level of training. Young men who are gifted are trained in using their gifts but often are not trained in how to train others in their gifts. This, in my opinion, is a major flaw in the church today. When was the last book you read on how to train people to minister? What is your process? How do you measure success? These are very important questions we all should be asking ourselves. 

The structure of your church will dictate what your church will ultimately become. If you find yourself frustrated, burnt out, and stressed out over the pressure of performing.... you're doing too much. Let the church be the church and start training.

If you reading this and you are not a pastor, maybe this would be helpful to share with your pastor. 

It's a Bunch of Manure!

 

When I was invited to a turkey hunt in Iowa last fall, I had no idea that I was in for the hunt of a lifetime. Chris Leppert is one of our staff members at Columbus Road Church in Quincy, Illinois. He was fully aware of my love of hunting and passion for mature toms. After applying for a first-season tag and a quick trip to his parent's farm, I was pretty excited about the possibilities.

Passion week is not the best time to take an out-of-state turkey hunt but having the opportunity to hunt in Allamakee County, Iowa in the middle of April was too hard to pass up. I could not make it in on opening day due to work responsibilities, so I drove up to the farm from Illinois, getting in around midnight. 

Chris gave me a quick review of the Grand View Farm layout from a satellite image as well as where he had seen the 30 turkeys the day before. The farm has deep ravines and arching pastures surrounded by mature trees. Chris also told me that his dad Duane had just spread manure on the top of the ridges of the pastures. My dream of hunting in my home state was about to come true.

We got up plenty early after a short night of sleep. Chris and I decided to hunt across from each other, having just a crowned pastures and three hundred yards between us. As we got close to the place we were to split off, he gave me a general idea of where to set up. We said our well wishes and broke off, leaving me to find my set up tree in the pitch dark. Not to mention, it was the first time on the farm. I walked in and found a tree with two bushes on both sides of the tree creating a perfect window to set up my decoys at twelve steps. 

My setup was a submissive hen a Jake approaching her, and two other hens one feeding and one upright. I got my set up the way I wanted it and got settled against the tree facing the pasture. It is April 12th, 2022, the second day of the first season in Allamakee County, Iowa and my dream is coming true. 

As it began to get a bit lighter, I heard my first gobble. It was over my left ear about 200 yards. Quickly, another one directly behind me, then another over my right ear. At this point, I am not believing what I am hearing. My heart begins to accelerate. Another gobble to my right, and another and another and another and another and another and another..... you get the picture? I was sitting in the honey whole of honey wholes. Turkeys were in every direction, a three-hundred, and sixty-degree enclosure. I was exciting and the smile on my face had to have shone through my face mask.

The gobbling continued for a good bit but as the Tom's found their dates the gobbles faded. I did hear a lone gobble at 7:00 that was worth noting. He seemed to have made some steps closer to my position. This made me turn to my left a bit more and kept my attention. I waited for the next hour with an occasional Jake cluck and hen purr. 

After what seemed to be an eternity, I see a mature Tom to my left pop over the crest of the pasture. He saw the setup and heard my date with his own eyes. He began making his way down the hill toward me.

 This is it, I thought. Get your gun up and be ready to seal the deal. 

He came right into the decoys but a little left, right in front of the bush I described earlier. He stopped, looked, and did an about-face at fifteen yards and walked back up the hill. 

I wondered if that was going to be my only chance, but something in the back of my mind told me that I would see more action. A half-hour later I saw four Jakes walking at the top of the pasture, about eighty yards out. It then dawned on me what was happening. All those turkeys that I had heard earlier, had made their way to the manure. They were feeding on the top in the manure. All I needed was for another Tom to come to my side of the pasture to see and hear my set-up. 

What needed to happen, happened! At ten o'clock he popped over the hill. He looked big from a long way away. The beard was super thick and it was evident that was a shooter. I hit the box call followed by my Jake cluck from my Mountain Screamer box call. He slammed with a hard gobble that I could see. He then made his descent down the pasture and directly to my setup. I got the gun up and my eyes on the prize. Moving from my right to left, he walked right into my window at twelve steps and stopped. It was over. I nailed a twenty-three pound, ten-inch beard, mature Iowa gobbler at ten a.m. coming off the manure at Grand View Farms in Allamakee County, Iowa. My dream had come true.  

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Get a Life...... Pastor

Do you remember the phrase "get a life"? 

In high school, people would use this phrase in response to someone with a lame social calendar. Or it would be a way of getting someone to stop being so boring and do something more interesting. I have heard so many reports of burnout pastors during COVID-19. I believe this simple, three-word phrase could really help those who want to remain emotionally, relationally, and spiritually healthy in ministry.

This blog has been a long time coming. I have hesitated to write for fear that it could come off the wrong way but it is essential information to those who are just starting out and need a little guidance. In speaking to so many pastors, I've realized that somehow, no one trained us how to have a life outside of ministry. By no means do I believe that I have gotten it right all the time, but you don't get to twenty-nine years of ministry without making some adjustments.

In a nutshell, Pastors must have a life outside of ministry to remain refreshed, balanced, and healthy. I do not believe that most people understand it and certainly, most pastors don't understand it. I remember attending a pastors meeting and the moderator asked pastors the question? "What do you do for fun?" The room became deafly silent. After a few moments, the guys began to provide very lame answers that were generated to satisfy the audience. A large portion of the group spit out answers like, "I read" or "I study theology". I sat there and thought.... get a life!!

Here are three things to take into account to "get a life."

1. Quit following everyone else's cool. Ministry people can often get caught up in the "monkey see monkey do life". It's the "cool pastors do cool things so I better be cool by doing the cool things he does" mentality. Have you ever seen a post on social media with a stack of books, with the sub-title reading something like... vacation picks or can't wait to dig into these!! I am not knocking those that read - in fact I do my fair share. The point is to be yourself! Don't look to others to determine what you do in your leisure.

2. Find a hobby that you can totally immerse yourself in. One thing that I have learned through the years is that you have to find times in your weeks that you are totally off. By that, I mean clearing your head and immersing yourself in something other than work and problems. Days off are only as valuable as you make them. If a day off is filled with thinking about church stuff at home then you successfully have ruined your day off. I have found places and spaces where I can go to escape "the bubble". My happy place is racing a dirt modified on Friday nights. For you, it may be running, hiking, biking, fishing, or hunting. The key is finding something you can totally immerse your mind into and empty your mind of all the ministry stuff.

3. Look for something that satisfies a gap that the ministry might not provide. Lots of pastors are competitive by nature. Ministry is no place for competition yet many fall prey to it. I know some pastors who compete as runners, others play basketball, pickleball, and golf. These activities keep competition in the correct silo. Others fish and hunt which satisfies the warrior/provider drive that's within many of us. I now pastors that are super creative. One of my friends is a woodcarver. He satisfies his drive to be creative through designing beautiful wood carvings. 

It is super easy to let ministry take over your life. When a person gets to that spot - they are dangerously close to burning out. Unfortunately, I have met way too many pastors who gain their identity through ministry. It is difficult for them not to talk about church growth, ministry initiatives, or present pastoral trends in every conversation. To those people I say, in 2022, it might be time to get a life. 

United States Civil Rights Trail

Do your homework! I have one objective in writing this post. I desire to inspire the motivated to do the hard work of understanding black history in the United States. Lisa and I recently took a week to spend time touring museums and monuments in the south to gain a better understanding of the path of black citizens through our nation's history. I believe that you will be enlightened and moved by the sacrifices that have been paid for the same rights the whites have had all along. 

The declaration of Independence preamble clearly presents the concept that all men are created equal.  The Bible teaches that God loves all and Jesus died for all. We have equal footing before God and as US citizens. The picture above is of Lisa and I standing at the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama. This was the sight where hundreds were denied the right to simply protest their right to vote. You can go to the National Voting Rights Museum and Institute right at the foot of the bridge in Selma.

Our journey continued in Mongomery, Alabama where we visited the Legacy Museum. This museum presented the injustices of blacks from the boats of Africa to the modern incarceration of black men and women. It also captured the vast amount of black men who were lynched. Just down the street, you can visit The National Memorial for Peace and Justice. It is sobering to see the thousands of men who were killed because of the color of their skin. It is a hard pill to swallow. When you read what each man was accused of, it sickens me that no one was ever prosecuted for these murders. 

We moved on to the Rosa Parks Museum in downtown Mongomery next. It is amazing the resolve and unity the black citizens had once she was confronted on the bus in late December of 1956. The collective community did not step foot on a public bus for three hundred and eighty-one days. They walked, carpooled, and started their own cab infrastructure. I am amazed how many of the people in the leadership of this movement were pastors. Most people do not know that Dr. Martin Luther King Jr was Rosa Park's pastor for a time. You can visit the Dexter Avenue King Memorial Baptist Church and the Holt Street Baptist Church where the masses were inspired to stand for their rights.

We moved north to Memphis on our journey. For me, a highlight was the National Civil Rights Museum at the Lorraine Motel. The exhibits are a comprehensive look at the history of the civil rights movement in the United States from the 17th century until today. It is sobering to review our history where a primary leader of the civil rights movement was gunned down. If you have to make a choice of where you must go, this would be my vote. 

I gained so much knowledge and understanding of history on this trip. You can learn more by visiting civilrightstrail.com. 

I thought I would leave you with the definition of critical race theory being that I have had no one who could define it for me yet. I am not going to weigh in at this point.

critical race theory (CRT), intellectual movement, and loosely organized framework of legal analysis based on the premise that race is not a natural, biologically grounded feature of physically distinct subgroups of human beings but a socially constructed (culturally invented) category that is used to oppress and exploit people of color. Critical race theorists hold that the law and legal institutions in the United States are inherently racist insofar as they function to create and maintain social, economic, and political inequalities between whites and nonwhites, especially African Americans.  Written by The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica