A few years later, Angie heard that there would be "marches", movements in which large groups of black people would actually walk together to stand up to the sheriff and the government to demand new laws that promoted freedom, equal access to public facilities whites had access to, and black people's right to vote.
She liked the idea of those laws being passed and honestly did believe that it was possible for a large group of people who banded together to make a difference. After all, she had learned from studying the Bible that where two or more were gathered in God's name, He was right there in their midst. When all the disciples went out on their mission to preach the Gospel, the number of people who believed in Christ grew. There was no doubt in her mind that a large group of people could be used by God to have such a large impact. Because the movement's purpose was so noble and Angie believed it would have an impact, she decided to join the movement.
Charles had also heard about those marches and decided to participate in them as well. He believed that if enough people participated in the movements, the sheriff and the other people who forced his people to submit to unfair rules and laws would eventually tire of all their protesting and just give into their demands to get them off their backs. He also believed that desegregation was God's will and that people who joined in the marches would stand a chance of bringing desegregation about. He had a strong faith that where two or more were gathered in God's name, God was right there in their midst and would work everything together for their good.
One day Angie learned that a famous black minister named Martin Luther King, Jr. would be speaking about the marches and the blacks' good fight for freedom at a black church that evening. She decided to attend that meeting.
That night when Angie got to the church, she was happy to see that it was packed with people fighting for their freedom. One of the people there was Charles Williams, and he was sitting with Ty Miller. Some years had passed and those two hadn't changed much. Angie was especially thrilled that Charles still looked the same as he did the last time she saw him. She took a seat next to the two men, who did not even seem to recognize her.
Soon Dr. King began his speech about the movement and the goal of pushing toward equality. He explained his opposition toward the mistreatment of his people and his dream of seeing his four children grow up in a nation whose laws did not discriminate against them just because they were black. After his speech he welcomed people who sat in the pews to stand up and tell him their motives for joining the movement.
Charles stood up first and walked to the pulpit. He cleared his throat and began: "Well, ladies and gentlemen, to be honest I am the first person in my bloodline to take a stand up against racial segregation. My parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents were all reluctant to join a movement. Some of my people thought it'd never work. Others were afraid it would cost them their lives, because some of their friends died fighting for freedom. But I'm here to tell you that my faith has kept me going strong.
"You see, friends, I believe every word of the Bible. I believe that where two or more are gathered in God's name, mighty things happen. I joined this because I believe that my people and I as one can make a difference! Nothing WILL ever be done if nobody has the courage to fight, so as far as the fact that many people have been killed fighting for our freedom goes, some good can still come out of martyrdom! Thousands of apostles and missionaries died spreading the Gospel, but their lives left a legacy and encouraged others to keep going on talking about Jesus, and more and more people came to the Lord because of these people's legacies, and I believe our fight can turn things around and have a profound impact, even if it means dying while doing it!"
Angie was really excited by Charles's enthusiasm. She also found that she was even more attracted to this young man because of their common faith. She leapt up, smiling. "Dr. King, I'm in full agreement with this man! My father was a Klan member. Both my parents died last year in a car accident, and to me Dad left a legacy of ignorance and hatred, which I have no intention of passing on to my own kids! I, like you, dream of my kids living in a country with no segregation, though I'm not yet a mother or even a wife. I share this man's faith every step of the way. I, too, believe many united together can make a difference, and I believe we're all equally created by God, and though my father claimed to love God and be a strong Christian, he didn't have Christ-like love in his heart. But I'm not him at all, and therefore I'm in to fight the fight with you!"
Everybody cheered for her. Charles suddenly somehow realized he had seen this woman before, and the fire for the Lord and for justice that he saw in her eyes and heard in her voice drew him to her. He felt that Jesus was pushing on his heart, telling him to get to know her better. He walked up to Angie and whispered softly in her ear, "May I walk you home?"
"Yes," Angie whispered back.
Charles asked Ty if he minded walking home alone. He didn't.
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