MARTIN LUTHER KING: CHRISTIANITY INCARNATE
FEAST OF BLESSED MARTIN LUTHER KING
January 18, 2016
Saint Cecilia Catholic Community
Rev. David Justin Lynch
Genesis 37:14b-20 Psalm 77:12-21
Ephesians 6:10-20 Luke 6:27-36
+ In the name of the
Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, AMEN.
I grew up in Greenwich,
Connecticut during the nineteen fifties and sixties. When I was a very young
boy, probably about five years of age, my mother and I were on the train to
Boston, Massachusetts. Sitting next to us was a man with dark skin. I asked my mother, “Why is his skin dark?”
She explained to me that just like some people have brown eyes like I do, and
others blue eyes like my sister, some people have light skin, and others have
dark skin. That sounded like a pretty logical explanation to me. A few years later, I had a friend named
Vincent Powell who lived on the next street east of the one on which I lived.
My mother and his mother were friends.
Vincent had dark skin like the man on the train and was about my age. At
the time, I was going to public school, but Vincent went to a private school,
as his parents were quite well off. Both of them were college-educated and
employed in professional occupations. Vincent and I played together as boys of
that age usually do, pretending we were this and that. I never thought of Vincent as anything other
than a little boy like myself.
But the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, the
martyr whose feast we celebrate today, had a very different growing up
experience than I did. As a very young
child, when told he could not play with Caucasian children, he went home
crying. At the dinner table, his
parents recounted the history of black people from Africa up to that particular
moment in Atlanta, Georgia. His
mother then told him something that every African-American parent says to
his/her children, "Don't let this thing impress you or depress you. You
are as good as anyone else, and don't you ever forget it.”
My favorite childhood
television program, believe it or not, was the news. It was from news
programs, that I first learned about the cultural and political implications of
skin color in contemporary society. The big story in the nineteen sixties was
the civil rights movement. What I
learned from the news programs was that in some areas of the United States,
persons of color did not have the same rights and privileges as Caucasians. My
reaction to that was, “what a stupid idea.” I could not understand why some people would
think my friend Vincent was something less than I was. It simply did not make
sense to me at all. My mother, who was a liberal Democrat back several
generations, reinforced my thinking by telling me that white Southerners were
unintelligent jerks, whose views on race, and everything else, were not worth
consideration. She described them in
foul language not fit for the pulpit. In her mind, segregationists were bad
people, with no redeeming qualities.
As a child, and as a
teenager, my two favorite places to hang out were the church and the library,
and at the latter institution, I learned
the history of African slaves forcibly brought to the United States, and the
Civil War which supposedly, and I emphasize, supposedly, freed the slaves and gave them equal rights with
the rest of us. So I was pretty much in sympathy with the civil rights
demonstrators whose actions dominated the news programs of my childhood.
Those news programs were
where I first became aware of Dr. Martin Luther King. I loved to listen to his
speeches. As I listened to them, I
pounded my fist on my palm, exclaiming, “Yes, Yes, Yes!” The attitude I
developed was that racial discrimination was absolutely and unequivocally evil,
the kind of thing that I learned in law school was called “malum in se” Latin
for “evil, in and of itself.”
One of my most vivid memories of the news
programs of my childhood was Dr. King’s “I Have A Dream” speech at that famous
March on Washington. The lines I most remember from it were, “I have a dream
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,”
and, ”Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from
the cup of bitterness and hatred.”
As militant as
he was in demanding equal rights, Dr. King did not stoop to malice towards his
opponents. Dr. King did not bow down to the voices that wanted to
silence him, nor did he hide from death threats. Dr. King was a prophet, in the
Old Testament tradition of Isaiah[1]
and Amos[2], who
never held back from proclaiming God’s justice.
Dr.
King was a person of dreams who apprehended reality with his dream always in
mind. However, the world judges dreamers harshly. Do you remember Joseph in the
Old Testament? To give you a bit of genealogy, Abraham, the common ancestor in
faith for Jews, Christians and Muslims, had a son named Isaac[3],
who begat Jacob[4],
who begat twelve sons[5],
one of whom was his favorite, Joseph. He was a man of dreams, and that made his
brothers so jealous that they conspired to kill him. However, he survived.[6]
Joseph’s dream was that he would become a leader among his family[7],
become a trusted servant of Pharaoh,[8]
and interpret the dreams of others[9].
Like Joseph, Dr. King became respected as a leader, and his work gave life to
the dreams of others. Like Joseph, Dr. King was a dreamer, and like Joseph, his
enemies conspired to to kill him, but unfortunately, succeeded.
Was Dr. King
killed by a conspiracy? Yes, he was. I don’t believe for one minute that Dr.
King’s assassin, James Earl Ray, acted alone. In a controversial case, the King
family sued a man named Lloyd Jowers in Memphis, Tennessee, for wrongful death
and conspiracy. The jury found that a conspiracy in fact existed and awarded
damages to the King family. However, the United States government never
accepted that result, and continues to say, at least officially, that Ray acted
alone. But did he really? The original Congressional investigation found
that Ray held extremely hostile racial attitudes towards black people, and
that’s why he killed Dr. King. But as my own story shows, no one is born
prejudiced. People are not born sinful. Sins are committed after we are born.
When children are born, they are an innocent tabula rasa. The sin of racism is an attitude that people pick up
from their environment. Children model the behaviors they observe in the adults
in their immediate surroundings. Hence,
the actions of James Earl Ray were the culmination of the acts and attitudes of
others in his life which influenced him to kill Dr. King.
That result
tells us something about the nature of sin. I use the term “sin” in the same
way the Septuagint and the Greek New Testament do. It is a translation of the
word hamarton, which means “missing
the mark.” On a practical level, that means not living up to God’s expectations
for us. God’s expectation is that we respect the dignity of other persons. Sin,
however, can be collective as well as something an individual does. Such is the
nature of racism. It is a social sin. It is a sin for which our entire society
must accept responsibility in not living up to God’s expectations about how we
should treat each other.
The law defines
a conspiracy as an agreement and an overt act in furtherance of the agreement.
Despite laws to the contrary, the United States has a tacit agreement by
silence to look the other way at racism. The police shootings in Ferguson,
Missouri, Chicago, Illinois, and North Charleston, South Carolina, are but two
of many overt acts in furtherance of that conspiracy. Both these
killings, and the killing of Dr. King, should proclaim that the time has come
for the United States to accept responsibility for ongoing racism, which did
not vanish with the passage and enforcement of civil rights laws and judicial
decrees. American society remains subtly
racist, geared to the success of the majority and the failure of the minority.
Over time, inertia has perpetrated accepted this status quo. It’s time for us
to get off our backsides and do something to change it.
Why? Occasionally,
those who are oppressed speak out and act out, much to the surprise and dismay
of those in charge and their supporters, like the violent disturbances that
arose in Ferguson, Missouri and Baltimore, Maryland. Condemning those
disturbances is not appropriate without also condemning what is causing them.
Both individuals and communities cannot be expected to absorb endless abuse
without reacting. To paraphrase words from Dr. King’s Letter From the
Birmingham Jail, people of faith everywhere must get out from behind ”the
anesthetizing security of stained glass windows” and condemn the way law
enforcement in this country deals with the black community. When statistical
evidence shows that substantially more police shootings involve a Caucasian
officer killing a black individual than vice versa, there is more at work, than
just the individual circumstances of each incident.
Dr.
King’s answer, however, was not to meet violence with violence, but to meet it
with love. Dr. King, being a Christian, followed what Jesus taught. Dr. King
operated from the perspective that if the United States is ever going to solve
its ongoing racial problems, it must do so by changing hearts and minds. Passing laws, enforcement actions, and court
orders, however well-intentioned, does not change what’s inside of
people. That’s what Dr. King was trying to do. He preached one should love
one’s enemies and do to others what you would have them do to you, two very
simple principles we find in the Sermon on the Mount and the Sermon on the
Plain, respectively recounted in the Gospels of Matthew[10]
and Luke[11].
Despite all the abuse he endured, Dr. King never sought revenge or retaliation.
He turned the other cheek. And he practiced the “Golden Rule,” that is, treat
others the way you expect to be treated. Dr. King’s life asked the question of
what the world would be like if we applied those ideas universally. The “Golden Rule” did not originate with Jesus.
He got it from the Books of Leviticus[12]
and Tobit[13]
in the Old Testament, the scripture of His day. It is also found, in one form
or another, in Bhuddism, Hinduism, Zoroastrianism, Confuncianism, Taoism, and
Native American religions, to name just a few.
Dr. King’s life was all about subverting hatred, even if it places
oneself in danger. Like Jesus, Dr. King was not concerned about danger; he
focused on accomplishing his agenda. And, as Jesus did, Dr. King drew strength
from God in an existence of self-giving love in a cauldron of utmost adversity
to generate new life for others.
Dr. King’s
agenda was to bring the reign of God into the contested arena of human life. He
sought not only racial equality, but also justice for the least among us. On
the day Dr. King was killed, he was in Memphis, Tennessee to mediate a strike
by garbage collectors for better wages and working conditions. Dr. King was
there not for a violent confrontation with their employer, but to do the
Christ-like work of reconciliation. In doing that, Dr. King put on the armor of
God, and stood firm against the tactics of the devil. Unfortunately, some who
aspire to public office want to continue an agenda of conflict and retaliation,
inciting ethnic and religious groups against each other, and then use the fear
that comes from that activity to empower themselves by getting elected. Retaliation
driven by fear simply perpetuates an endless cycle of violence from which no
good can come.
Our celebration
of Dr. King’s legacy perpetuates his dream to celebrate diversity of languages,
cultures and abilities, realizing that the same God created all of us. We need
each other to build up the Kingdom of God by getting on the same page with
Jesus and Dr. King. God chose both to participate in our lives to see our need
to love our neighbors as ourselves, and in love to seek that justice which
restores and heals. The lives of both Jesus and Dr. King demonstrated that God
is not passive, but active in our world, working for reconciliation and peace,
to put on the armor of God, to hold our ground against evil. Jesus and Dr. King
called out injustice, and so must we. The bare bones facts are that Africans
were brought to this country in chains to be slaves, and thereafter were
treated like dirt, and in many parts of this country continue to be treated
like dirt. That is totally unacceptable
in a country that calls itself Christian. The bottom line is that racism is
still with us. The most potent weapon we have to fight it is our faith,
whatever it might be. While the law may
govern our actions, faith works on our hearts, minds and souls to build a
community of love and trust where the law is no longer needed to assure respect
for the dignity of every human person, in the manner prophesized by Jeremiah in
the Old Testament, who foretold a day when laws will not be written on cold stone
tablets, but exude from the warmth of our hearts.[14]
The Gospel which Jesus preached, echoed by many other traditions, is the way to
get that done.
In all of this,
we must not let go of our dreams. Popular culture has thought of the so-called
“American Dream” as monetary success and a luxurious lifestyle. My American Dream is a society where the
Gospel of Jesus is tangible reality, lest we lose our souls.
In Dr. King, we
saw someone who held his faith as a shield to quench the flaming arrows of
hatred. Let us be watchful with all perseverance, and boldly proclaim the
Gospel of love like Dr. King did, with actions,
as well as words. AMEN.
[1]
Isaiah 1:16-17;10:2;56:1-62:12 and many others
[2]
Amos 5:11-12;8:4-6
[3]
Genesis 21:1-3
[4]
Genesis 26:19-26
[5]
Genesis 35:23-26
[6]
Genesis 37:18:22
[7]
Genesis 37:5-12
[8]
Genesis 39:1-6
[9]
Genesis 40:1-23
[10]
Matthew 5:38-48;7:12
[11]
Luke 6:27-29
[12]
Leviticus 19:18
[13]
Tobit 4:15
[14]
Jeremiah 33:33-34
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