There’s a classic Negro spiritual, In That Great Gettin’ Up Morning. My parents owned a copy of the song covered by a group of white guys (not the version by the Gaither Vocal Band) and for some reason it got lodged in my brain Sunday morning while getting ready to leave for worship. The song urges the listener to do what they can now in order to “fare well” at the sound of the trumpet ushering in the judgement of…