I ran into an older brother on Saturday morning that I hadn’t seen in some time. He is part of a group of older gentlemen, in their 50’s and 60’s, who used to walk/jog in the evenings and I would see them while I was skipping rope. The set of them always made a point to greet me and made jokes after asking my name, they decided that Kamau was too difficult so my name became Young Breh. When this brother greeted me in the morning it was as if we hadn’t seen each other in years. It was as if I was a close personal friend of his or one of his son’s best friends. He shook my hand with both hands in that strong grandfatherly way. His smile was beaming as he said, “Young Breh, it is sooo good to see you!!”
It isn’t as if I wasn’t glad to see him, but his enthusiasm was contagious. I found myself thrilled to see him and I didn’t even remember his name. He asked excitedly about my daughter and wife. “Breh, take care of that precious little one. You know she holds the key to our future.”
I found myself smiling and smiling and really happy. I asked how he was. He said, “Young Breh, I’m on my way and I’m so excited I don’t know what to do.”
I was thinking about his happiness and mine; about how an incidental run-in on the street became a crescendo of excitement and expectation and understanding. It was incredible. I am not a disciple of cosmic energy and karma and such things, but I have to wonder about it now. What happens when millions of encounters like these are taking place all over the country and all over the world at the same time? What happens today during the inauguration when so much energy, so much pleasure, so much relief, expectation, pride and happiness are all occurring at the same instant focused on the same event?
It is so intense it seems likely that the clouds might part. Maybe they will, and Jesus will show his face and wink.