Sankofa Journey to Harmony
Earlier this month I was privileged with the opportunity to go on the Sankofa trip Civil Rights Movement tour with about 30 Twin Cities Pastors. The trip was so dynamic, intense and complex that capturing my thoughts and emotions will be difficult. None the less, I’m going to give it a shot in an attempt to share even a smidgen with you.
Going into the trip I expected to be interested and intrigued by the sites and events but was not prepared for the level of emotions that arose within me.
For many years, I have been wanting to make an impact in the area of racial reconciliation. It’s my belief that we are not far from where were in the 50’s and 60’s.
we are not far from where were in the 50’s and 60’s.
Let me back up and tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Ashley. I am biracial, my mother is Caucasian and my father is African American. My cousins are biracial as well; Caucasian and Mexican. Growing up in this diverse environment, it seemed natural to me for people of different races to love one another. I was ignorant to the difficulties that my parents must have faced being together during that time. Even as I’ve grown older and gained a deeper knowledge of the racial challenges that fester within our society, I still struggle to understand why some people have such a hard time with people that are different from them.
God made us different because he thinks it is beautiful.
One of the most amazing parts of the trip was sharing this incredible experience with people from all different backgrounds. There were different races, but also different denominations, ages, etc. We went in as strangers and came out a diverse united group of brothers and sisters.
We went in as strangers and came out a diverse united group of brothers and sisters.
I am so completely thankful that I got to go on this trip. It was honestly life changing. If you ever are presented the opportunity to do this trip jump at the chance.