I’ll Take You There (In Memory)


As I reflected on all who have succumb to Covid-19 in this country this morning, President Biden’s recognition last Monday -and on January 19th- came to mind.  So did this classic song, originally sung by The Staple Singers – including a much younger Mavis Staples.

I’ll Take You There” hit #1 in 1972.  This was filmed at the White House in 2013, 41 years later (Mavis was in her early 70s). She still has an anointed voice like no other! Two videos in the comments sections below give you a fuller view of the original of this ‘inspirational soul’ hit.

  • Say a prayer for all who have loss loved ones and friends to the virus (over 500,000 in the US).  #Staysafe

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Sitting Safely With Your Savior (Scripture/Poetry)

But everyone shall sit under his vine and under his fig tree,
And no one shall make them afraid;
For the mouth of the Lord of hosts has spoken.
For all people walk each in the name of his god,
But we will walk in the name of the Lord our God
Forever and ever.

Micah 4:4-5 NKJV

The Hill You Climb: If You’re Brave Enough

I love when I hear God’s word in a place I don’t expect it. Not long after President Biden cited Psalm 30:1 (joy in the morning) in his sincere inauguration speech, a 22-year old African American poet delivered a poem to those assembled on the Capitol steps. Oh my God! The joy I (and many others) had watching Amanda Gorman is indescribable. The name of the young woman’s poem, revised by her after the horrible siege which took place there just 14 days earlier, is “The Hill We Climb”.

  • While one must see the video to FULLY experience Gorman’s poem (see below), the words alone are profoundly powerful; a transcription of the entire poem is provided in this post (done by TheHill.com) too. Is there any doubt the Lord has a plan for this eloquent, thoughful woman?  I have none. In the weeks and months ahead, in this time of great change and challenges, I hope you’ll meditate on her words. Consider putting them in your Spiritual Tool Box, next to your Bible and Sermon Journal.
  • The scripture she cites (Micah 4:4) epitomizes the blessed assurance that Christians enjoy. The concept of assurance, as opposed to insurance, is what fueled the name of this blog: 66 Assurance Way.

We never have to be afraid, because the Lord has our back. Therefore we can fearlessly ‘sit under our own vine and fig tree’.

We can go into life’s fiery furnaces and not get burned.  We can face the Goliaths we encounter, endure, & prevail!  We can sit safely, knowing our sovereign God is by our side.

Peace be with you.


  • Amanda Gorman
  • “The Hill We Climb”
  • Inauguration of Joseph R. Biden, Jr.
  • January 20, 2021, Washington DC

When day comes we ask ourselves,
where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry,
a sea we must wade
We’ve braved the belly of the beast
We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace
And the norms and notions
of what just is
Isn’t always just-ice
And yet the dawn is ours
before we knew it
Somehow we do it
Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed
a nation that isn’t broken
but simply unfinished
We the successors of a country and a time
Where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one

And yes we are far from polished
far from pristine
but that doesn’t mean we are
striving to form a union that is perfect
We are striving to forge a union with purpose
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man
And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us
but what stands before us
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,
we must first put our differences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another
We seek harm to none and harmony for all
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew
That even as we hurt, we hoped
That even as we tired, we tried
That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious
Not because we will never again know defeat
but because we will never again sow division

Scripture tells us to envision
that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid
If we’re to live up to our own time
Then victory won’t lie in the blade
But in all the bridges we’ve made
That is the promise to glade
The hill we climb
If only we dare
It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit,
it’s the past we step into
and how we repair it
We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation
rather than share it
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy
And this effort very nearly succeeded
But while democracy can be periodically delayed
it can never be permanently defeated
In this truth
in this faith we trust

For while we have our eyes on the future
history has its eyes on us
This is the era of just redemption
We feared at its inception
We did not feel prepared to be the heirs
of such a terrifying hour
but within it we found the power
to author a new chapter
To offer hope and laughter to ourselves
So while once we asked,
how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?
We will not march back to what was
but move to what shall be
A country that is bruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turned around
or interrupted by intimidation
because we know our inaction and inertia
will be the inheritance of the next generation
Our blunders become their burdens
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy
and change our children’s birthright.

So let us leave behind a country
better than the one we were left with
Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest,
we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one
We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
every corner called our country,
our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes we step out of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms as we free it
For there is always light,
if only we’re brave enough to see it
If only we’re brave enough to be it

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