Dreaming of the Promised Land with Rosa and Martin

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Rosa Parks’ small act of defiance
changed history. Her death in 2005 was marked by acts of remembrance fit fora
national leader or military hero, but Rosa Parks was neither a politician nor a
military hero. To the unknowing, Rosa
was a black woman too tired to get up so that a white man could have his
“rightful” seat on a Montgomery, Alabama bus. Whether intended or not, her “act
of defiance” and subsequent arrest, sparked a movement that changed America.
A young Baptist pastor picked up
Rosa’s cause and organized a bus boycott that set in motion a movement that
would knock down segregation’s shameful barriers to the American dream. In short order Jim Crow gave way, and buses,
schools, lunch counters, and water fountains were integrated. A decade later Congress followed suit and passed
the Voting Rights Act, eliminating another legal barrier to equality.
America has
not been the same since Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat and a young
pastor took up and embodied the cause of equality in America. It is not surprising that the establishment
of Martin Luther King’s birthday as a national holiday was shrouded in controversy.
After all, the Civil Rights Movement had let out of the closet skeleton that
had blighted American life since the nation’s birth. History has shown Dr. King to be an imperfect
vessel, but his courage and leadership in the face of overwhelming public
opposition changed America for the better.
Slavery may have ended in 1865, but its legacy of bigotry and discrimination
remained enshrined in American law and culture for another century.
Only thirty-nine when an assassin’s
bullet cut short his life, Dr. King’s dream of a society marked by equality and
equanimity has lived on. Like Moses,
King bore within himself the mantle of leadership. He heard the call of those crying out for
relief from bondage. I made it to the
mountaintop and he looked into the Promised Land, but as with Moses it would
not be his destiny to cross the river.
But, the dream lived on and the people crossed the river and we as a nation
began to create a society where character and not one’s color or one’s
ethnicity or gender would define one’s place.
Dr. King dreamt that “one day this
nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘we hold these
truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal’." On that day freedom will ring out from every
village, hamlet, state and city, and “all of God's children, black men and
white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join
hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last!
Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!" It is imperative that this dream not be
forgotten. We have made progress since
Rosa Parks chose to keep her seat, but the work is not finished.
Dr. King’s dream challenged and
helped shape my world view, but I have lived this dream imperfectly. As a white
male I am the beneficiary of a privileged status, and I must be reminded of my
calling to bear witness to this dream of freedom, dignity, and equality for
all. This is especially true at a time
when decades of progress are threatened by retrenchment that seeks to undermine
affirmative action programs and voting rights laws. Corporate America remains overly white and
male, while white males continue to dominate America’s governments and courts
from the local level to the federal.
There has also been an increase in bigotry discrimination in our
society, especially toward Muslims and Latinos.
The achievement gap separating white America from non-white America is
widening. Things may be better than they
were in 1955, but we have yet to achieve Dr. King’s dream of a day when
character rather than color or economic status determines one’s fate. Tomorrow’s day of remembrance reminds us that
we must not rest until all people, no matter their race, ethnicity, economic
status, gender, religion, sexual orientation, or level of education, receive
all their rights and responsibilities enshrined in the Declaration of Independence.
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Note: This essay was originally published in the Lompoc Record and then included in my book Faith in the Public Square: Living Faithfully in 21st Century America, (Energion Publications, 2012), pp 118-119.
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