The quote below is worth reading. It raises a question for each of us! And, I don't mean "Now What?" This is much deeper ...
Becoming Ourselves Kayla McClurg
When I reflect on the life and witness of Martin Luther
King, Jr., one thing that strikes me is obvious: he didn't start out to be who
he ended up being. He didn't set out to be a visionary leader, intent on making
an impact on the country and culture of his day. He allowed himself to be
created. Slowly, layer by layer, choice by choice, he became himself. He didn't
choose "leader of a mass civil rights movement" from a list of vocational
options. His identity emerged gradually from within as he yielded to the
guidance of the community and listened and prayed and read and participated and
took the risks of creativity that were uniquely his to take.
Underneath who we think we are, who people expect us to
be, are as-yet-undiscovered aspects of our true identity--layers waiting to be
uncovered. Martin Luther King, Jr. was the minister of a local church, husband
and father, a dedicated preacher who devoted hours to preparing sermons that
were theologically sound and probing. This was a good fit for him. He wasn't
searching for a new identity. But he found himself interested in the writings of
Henry David Thoreau about civil disobedience and Gandhi's thoughts about
nonviolence. He became interested in some folks who were questioning the color
barriers in their town and were beginning to devise ways to stand up to them. He
didn't have answers, only questions. He followed the questions, exploring the
hints that came layer by layer, thus becoming more of himself.
Twenty minutes later the same young man who had a
reputation for giving sermons only after hours of preparation was standing
before a crowd of about 4,000 people speaking extemporaneously of the challenges
and opportunities that lay before them. Part of what he said was this:
Sometimes a person gets tired.... We are here this
evening to say to those who have mistreated us so long that we are tired--tired
of being segregated and humiliated, tired of being kicked by the brutal feet of
oppression.... We come here tonight to be saved from the patience that makes us
patient with anything less than freedom and justice.
King knew he had a calling--to be a preacher and a
father and a citizen. What he discovered little by little was that these dreams
would be fulfilled far beyond his imagination. What about us? Are we still
becoming ourselves? Are our deepest callings still unfolding, beyond our
imagination? Or have we become too patient with being less than we really
Information on Martin Luther King is borrowed from
the biography called King, a Biography by David Levering Lewis. Source: Unknown
Many Cheers to MLK, a faithful, God-seeking Man! Clink!
Riding a unicycle is like life. To be successful and enjoy the ride, they both require tremendous balance and focus. I sit up tall, shoulders back and imagine I am holding one of my young boys under each arm. My best-friend-techie-husband’s hand on my seat (hubba, hubba) to guide me, and my two wiener dogs running alongside, looking like double Dumbos. As I train to ride Blanche, my unicycle, in a half-marathon, I think how good God is as the breeze blows my brown hair, a big smile on my face. Come along for a thrilling one-wheel ride while I do my best to maintain balance... but keep an open mind, there is always something new to learn!