Amazing Grace

Every once in a while, something jogs my memory and a flood of emotions sweep over me from our trip to Ghana. Today, it was in the hearing of an old familiar hymn. Standing in the Slave castle on the Ivory Coast, our guide was describing to us the events that had taken place here, within these walls. His description left our minds imagining the African women, standing chained to a lead ball, naked, buckets of cold water thrown over them as the white officers stood on the balcony above, picking out the ones that would be sent up the secret ladder to their bed. Or the others, left behind the ...[Read more]