A Tribute to the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

martin-luther-king21We’ve done so much out of respect and admiration for, in celebration and in honor of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. that I wonder if these expressions are just that— words left hanging on calendars and parade routes, on school buildings, city streets and expressways, in libraries and museums, in filled rooms with empty people.

I am afraid that we are content with the sound of his words, that we like the way that they make us feel and perhaps, appear to others, that they are consumed but not digested, preached but not practiced, repeated but not remembered. We lick our fingers and then close our mouths satisfied. We push away from the table full of ourselves. Having done none of his work, we take the credit.

We have forgotten that he was a Baptist minister, a pastor, a shepherd while his flock was a nation. We have forgotten that he was not really fighting for civil rights but declaring the truths of the kingdom of God on earth, the message lost in politics, propaganda and people- pleasing. We have forgotten that he was only reminding us of what God says about all of us, that we are created equally—no one human being or culture having more time with the hands of God than the other. His message cannot be reduced to a march, a dream or a stamp. It is we who still need to be moved though we don’t want to be stirred or sent anywhere should it bring discomfort.

We’ve named schools after King but what have we learned? We can teach peace but we cannot program it. We cannot schedule it, capture it in book chapters of assigned reading, contain it to lectures and presentations, principles and projects. Peace must be practiced with God’s help as God’s peace is beyond our understanding,[1] beyond degrees earned or honorary. We must be ruled by it since Christ is the Prince of peace.[2]

We’ve named streets after King but where are we going— chaos or community?[3] What distance has the soul traveled if we still find ourselves protesting in the streets for human rights? And what of our regeneration, of our inward transformation if the eyes are without his vision, if the mind is not renewed to see the coming of the Lord? We have to wake up if we want to make King’s dream a reality. If we are still coming up with excuses for why we can’t go there or why they can’t come here, then we have not moved much at all.

We can picture King, frame him, hang him up in our homes but if we cannot see the image of God in our selves, our neighbor, the immigrant and the stranger, then take it down. Words like brotherhood and unity are not mere decorative speech. He did not say it because it sounded good or went well with equality and justice. No, he said it because we cannot say that we have love without them.

We’ve made monuments of King but where do we stand when it comes to reconciliation? Still, we are frozen in time past, unable to move beyond our handed down hatreds, our traditions of prejudice. Where do we sit at “the table of brotherhood?” I assure you that there is no assigned seating there. No, “There’s plenty good room in God’s kingdom. Just choose your seat and sit down.”[4] There is no segregation, no red lining, no gated communities but one house, our Father’s house with many rooms.[5]

We quote King, recite his speeches from memory but do we even believe what he is saying? Do we care that he is but repeating the words of the prophets before him, the old and yet new promises of God. Today, we pay tribute but we must not merely observe his work but “put our hands to the plow.”[6] We should not look at him but ourselves because he has “been to the mountaintop.[7] And he lives there now. Our best tribute would be to join him there.


[1] Philippians 4.7

[2] Isaiah 9.6

[3] This is the title of Rev. King’s last book: Where do we go from here? Chaos or Community.

[4] “Plenty good room” is a Negro spiritual.

[5] Matthew 14.2

[6] Luke 9.62

[7] The title of King’s last public speech was “I’ve been to the mountaintop.”

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