Martin's Dream

Monday, of course, is the day we celebrate the life of Dr. Martin Luther King. The day before Inaguaration Day.

Forty years (41) is a long time. We recall the life so brutally cut short, but possibly we don't give enough reverence to the prophet.

For Martin Luther King was a prophet. I had occasiona to think about this when I came across his "I have a dream speech."

My daughter, the DQ, is reading part of that speech with a group of students at our Constitution Center this Monday. Part of a local theater group called New Voices, they are young people from Chester, one of the poorest cities in this area, and from suburban Philadelphia (one of the most affluent). Chester, by the way, is where young Martin Luther King attended seminary.


"With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into…
a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.

With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day"

Sometimes progress seems so go in tiny baby steps --and sometimes, as with the election of Barack Obama, in big leaps. Dr. King might not have known how such transformation might occur, but he never lost hope, and faith, that it would.