Just finished watching the swearing in ceremony of the new President of America, Barrack Obama. Undoubtedly, a grand event. Awesome. A strong message to the World. The power of America. Supremacy of America over the world. It was a very costly ceremony for a nation which is struggling with recession, job cuts and terrorism.
What touched my heart was the vulnerability of the Obama family. His wife looked emotional and out of place. His father, caught in the moment. His daughters enjoying the moment, probably not realizing the criticality of this ceremony in the world history.
What made me wake up, almost in the middle of night and capture this moment and feelings on my blog was Barrack Obama himself- he looked somber, detached and tense. There is an air of intellect and spirituality which Obama carries around. It was as if he was telling himself, I must be strong. Something about Barrack Obama is very arresting. Something about him brings hope.
What also touched me about the telecast was one old black woman. She was extremely emotional, greatly touched by his swearing ceremony. The pride on her face; to see a black man (an African) taking oath to the most powerful position in the world. It is probably for the first time in the history of Africa that an African has raised to such great heights. More so because Africans have always been looked down upon in history as slaves. Modern world talks about Africa as a poor, developing nation.
I sincerely wish Barrack Obama all the very best! He has a daunting task ahead of him. Barrack Obama spoke of hope & virtue. May god grace him with Honesty and Virtue. Good luck to the citizens of America.
