Reflections by Darlene Moreno Walking into 16 th Street Baptist Church, I didn’t know much except for what little I’d seen in the movie Selma. All I knew was a bomb went off killing four young girls, girls my age. I didn’t know if it was a hate crime towards the people of the church, or just for the hate of their skin color. So we started at the bottom of the church, walked around to look at the art, and read a little more about the church. Then they took us upstairs to the sanctuary. Our guide, a church member, talked to us about the heinous crime and the men who did it. One main thing that appalled me was the fact that the men were not convicted for their crime until many years later. While listening and touring the church, I genuinely felt sad for the church, particularly for the families of the girls. I saw the Holy Spirit working in the church members when they spoke about the crime. They were hurt, but they still believed that God was with them the whole way through, which...
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