Sunday December 14th: You born for dis!

“Are you the one who is to come?”

Matthew 11:2-11

Yes. I was born on J’Ouvert morning. It was a sound bath with cock crowing and steelband playing; sandals dragging and people chipping chipping down the road.

The band playing Glory Glory Alleluia. I took it personally. I felt welcomed into the world as if I was the one who is to come. Be brave. Stand up. You are the one. Don’t watch back to see who following, ‘cause there is no other. You will perform the deeds regardless of the consequences.

I remember riding my bike on ah Sunday lunchtime carrying food to the poor-house, just off Caroni Savannah Road. Rice, red beans, and stew-chicken with a piece of boiled plantain; cucumber and watercress. Hanging on the handlebars, zig-zagging down the road, balancing ‘do good’ with ‘be safe.’

I is the one who is to bring food. There is no other. Do it.

‘When we come to it

We must confess that we are the possible

We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world

That is when and only when

We come to it.’ (Maya Angelou’s poem: A Brave and Startling Truth.)