"Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. "
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I was watching Glenn Beck this afternoon talk with Dr. Alveda King, MLK's niece. She is coming under fire for daring to speak at Saturday's rally in DC, "Restoring Honor". But she wasn't sad. She wasn't angry. She felt it was her place to be there. And I feel it is my place to be there too.
Dr. Alveda King's stance on abortion is astounding. She shares on her website how she feels abortion is targeted to minorities and explicitly designed to eliminate them by Planned Parenthood. I will point you to look at these videos. However, do it alone. They will make you sick to your stomach. They are about abortions. She makes a point, as well, that until America sees abortion, they will never reject it. These are not for the weak: http://www.priestsforlife.org/images/index.aspx
Why do I bring this up? Because like Dr. King, I sense the time has come for America to stand on her principles, regain her honor, and forevermore be the beacon of light she once was. It's not too late. It's not too late to aspire for the best. It's not too late to dream...
Yes, I have a dream too. I have a dream that once again we put God back
into our world, our schools, our homes, and our lives.
I have a dream that America reverses this awful, dangerous course we are on and
is restored to the "dream" of our forefathers.
I have a dream that honorable, righteous, Constitution loving and abiding individuals are in Congress and offices all across this land.
I have a dream that "We the people" means something again.
I have a dream of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for my kids and grandkids.
America just do it - dream!
That being said, below my name is Dr. Martin Luther King's "I have a dream" speech. The more I learn about him, the more I am convinced he would be sickened if he saw what has his legacy has been used to do: pit us against each other, instead of bringing us together. Dr. Alveda confirmed this as well. She says he promoted peace, not violence, charity, not welfare, love, not hate. Exactly! Shut up Al Sharpton and Jesse Jack.
After reading it, please stop and pray for the 8/28 rally. I will be there with Dean and thousands of others. I have already walked the entire mall and prayed when I went up there in July. We will be safe. But your prayers are needed, not just for us, but for the people to kneel and humble themselves so God can heal our land. No more time can be wasted waiting for someone else to do it.
Talk to you on Monday.
Sheila
I Have a Dream - Address at March on Washington, August 28, 1963. Washington, D.C.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation. [Applause]
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Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.
But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
1 comment:
You never fail to entertain! Great columns!
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