I Hope You Jump in Rain Puddles
As we celebrate the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., let us not forget those whose shoulders he stood upon, as we stand on his. Dr. King, a man with the courage of his convictions, was far from perfect, but he fulfilled God’s purpose. We are but a bit closer to his vision “that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.”
Let us not, however, forget those unsung heroes that are recognizable (abolitionists, doctors, lawyers, bankers, business-owners, educators, architects, preachers) and those unknown –
· those who endured beatings and bomb threats
· those denied the right to vote and other injustices
· those who survived and thrived in their segregated communities during Jim Crow
· those who recorded and recounted one of the darkest periods in American history next to slavery – public lynchings for being black
· those who educated themselves when opportunities were practically nonexistent
· those who persevered despite the odds
· those who have passed our history down from one generation to the next
· those that were and continue to be overcomers
· those who didn’t settle for mediocrity, but expected the best
The blood, sweat and tears of many black Americans have benefitted the larger society and made for a brighter future. Out of the darkness, there shown a light…miracles are often born of tragedy.
Dr. King had a modicum of hope for us to leave this world better than we found it. He and nine-year-old Christina Taylor Green were struck down by an assassin’s bullet too early. He, in his prime; Christina, mature beyond her years, was just beginning to live life -- to grasp the concept of democracy and citizenship and one who “saw public service as something exciting and hopeful.”
In the midst of another tragedy in U.S. History, Christina was one of 50 “Faces of Hope” who were born on Sept. 11, 2001. In a book by the same title, there were simple wishes for a child's life. "I hope you help those in need," read one. "I hope you know all the words to the National Anthem and sing it with your hand over your heart." "I hope you jump in rain puddles."
It sounds so simplistic…many of us jumped in puddles as children…in galoshes (boots) or not…those innocent times where we didn’t seem to have a care in the world. But, Christina and many other youth do care.
We could use a dose of her enthusiasm, her energy and her faith. Perhaps Dr. King said it best --
Take the first step in faith.
You don’t have to see the whole staircase,
Just take the first step.
Prayer: Father, we’ve faced many obstacles and risen above them. We’ve sought to be good stewards of that which is precious in Your sight, but have failed miserably. I am not certain why murder and mayhem is the platform used to get us focused on You and the many blessings You continue to bestow. We are so undeserving.
Please help us to wake up out of this coma we’ve been in so that those who’ve gone on to glory—those shoulders we still stand on—will not have died in vain.
Help us take that first step of faith and to “jump in rain puddles!”
In His Love,
Carla ÿ
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