What Did I Forget?

Great joy Sunday in celebrating Rev. Martin Luther King’s legacy.  At times, in reading a bible narrative it is hard not to scream “Look!”   Yesterday was much that way.  Look at Acts 2.  Do we notice the three references of amazement  as astonished listeners from many lands note they were hearing the disciples speak in their own language?  Do we notice as well the cynical few who failed to get “it”, who never heard, readily dismissing the words of the disciples as the words of drunks?  I love the New Church language that what the above all references is our sacred fire – the passion we all carry around what we know to be true.

And what we know to be true, our sacred fire, is often buried, softened, and narcotized by the culture find ourselves.  Buried so deep in fact that we no longer “know it” until the prophetic wakes us from our sleep.

One part of King’s genius was in pushing through those layers to get at the bed rock of the human heart, a heart that does want to feel, a heart that does want to live, a heart that is built for compassion, not hate.  Hands that want to build.  A head no longer satisfied with theological conjecture about God but yearning to know God.  His “I have a dream” speech spoke directly to what we all knew and know and yet had forgotten.

That waking will put us at odds with culture.  We will, to many, appear drunk.  King was a “beautiful fool.”  Our lives, if we choose to allow ourselves to fall deeper into “what we really know,”  will appear “foolish” as well.  How can they not?   But what beauty …!

Isaiah 61
The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
because the LORD has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners, [fn1]
2 to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.



2 Responses to “What Did I Forget?”

  1. Devorah Devitt says:

    Very appropriately said and heart felt about a people who are praying that there will be a day of understanding and there will be. You covered it well in your attempt to square with us what has been happening and what needs to happen. I applaud you. As an African American practicing Christian, I write about the inspired words of Dr. King. On his birthday week I would like to share with you writings I have penned in honor of him. I have just discovered your site on January 16. I will be on an agenda in the Harrisburg area. The program is called Martin Luther King Birthday Observance and Awards 216 State Street, Grace United Methodist Church, Harrisburth. PA you can call for more details 717-743-4202. Again, thank you.

  2. Chuck says:

    Thank you for the note Devorah. Blessings on your ministry! I am looking to this weekend’s service on “The Beloved Community.”

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