For a young African American child, the Church was where they could strut like peacocks in their Sunday’s Best or be praised for their own merits and talents (when used favorably for the Church). For grown folks the Church is where they were the head and not the tail. Church society was the opposite of racial American society. Here it was nurses, maids, janitors, and chauffeurs who were balling and shot calling. through ministries, committees, boards, and other varied associations. Church life translates into human recognition and validation for Ham’s cursed children and has sustained Blacks in the US and abroad for centuries (shout out to Haitians camouflaging Vodou through Catholic saints). Church is the shade from Pharaoh’s sun.