Now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in

skyline and leaf

How does wanting it done now fit into forever?

“I don’t want you to joke, but to reason,” said Miss Ophelia. “There is no use in my trying to make this child a Christian child, unless I save her from all the chances and reverses of slavery; and, if you really are willing I should have her, I want you to give me a deed of gift, or some legal paper.”

“Well, well,” said St. Clare, “I will;” and he sat down, and unfolded a newspaper to read.

“But I want it done now,” said Miss Ophelia.

“What’s your hurry?”

“Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in,” said Miss Ophelia. “Come, now, here’s paper, pen, and ink; just write a paper.”

St. Clare, like most men of his class of mind, cordially hated the present tense of action, generally; and, therefore, he was considerably annoyed by Miss Ophelia’s downrightness.

“Why, what’s the matter?” said he. “Can’t you take my word? One would think you had taken lessons of the Jews, coining at a fellow so!”

“I want to make sure of it,” said Miss Ophelia. “You may die, or fail, and then Topsy be hustled off to auction, spite of all I can do.”

by Harriet Beecher Stowe (June 14, 1811 – July 1, 1896)
from Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1852)
Chapter 28 – Reunion
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We Start Where We Are

Three steps forward and two half-steps back? This is Uncle Tom’s Cabin, the story that lit a fire under abolitionism, and here they are typecasting Jews and doubting if the slave in question could be made into “a Christian child.”

Still, think of all the Fall leaves that have fallen since then, through wars and dreams – and all the babies born free.

There is no perfection, but what does that have to do with anything? We start where we are.

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