Monday, January 17, 2011
I was too young to remember the event. The one that no doubt shattered the hopes of many and inflamed the passion for equality and possibly vengeance in others.
My mother was a young woman of 24 when this tragedy occurred. I wonder what she felt when she first heard the news. I will have to ask her the next time we talk.
But today we celebrate his life and his seemingly God-given mission and destiny to initially fight for the equality and freedom of African Americans and then for those from every race, religion, and background.
I have much to thank Dr King and others for their role in the evolution of civil rights in this country.
It is surreal to me to sit and contemplate that within my own lifetime and that of my parents, there existed segregated restrooms and lunch counters, lack of voting rights, and even lynching. In fact, my husband and I (who is white) would have been charged with a felony in the state of Virginia for the crime of miscegenation.
So I am thankful and forever indebted to Dr King, and others from that era who stood up to injustice of all kinds Especially to those who preached a nonviolent but firm resistance to evil. And I am most thankful to the One who I believe was their inspiration. The One I call Savior..
Related: "Letter from Birmingham Jail"