There is a city in Alabama harbours history in ever nook and cranny. Its a city that has seen Civil Rights prevail and heard music from ones heart. I have yet to see another place like it. No, its not New York City! Its better!
I will start with a bit of history of this great ever changing city.
Don't you just love the thought when you break down the word 'history' you get 'his-story'. Sorry, just a thought for you to ponder.
16th Street Baptise church is one of those building that you can't walk past and not want to go in, if not for anything else, just to say a little prayer for the young lives that were lost on September 15, 1963, to a group of terrorist called the Ku Klux Klan. YES I did just call the group terrorist! Four girls went home to our Father that day, Addie Mae Collins (aged 14), Denise McNair (aged 11), Carole Robertson (aged 14), and Cynthia Wesley (aged 14) were killed and 22 were injured in a bombing that impacted the Civil Rights movement.
Ironically the only thing that survived on that side of the building was a stained glass window of Jesus Christ was knocking on a door.
This moment in "his-story" changed the south in ways that no one saw coming. People came together, black, white, men, and women.
The Civil Rights act was signed on July 2, 1964, but that didn't end the violence. That was something that only time and God could take care of.
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