Living Out His Dream
Service of Worship
Eastern Parkway United Methodist
Church
January 17, 2021
Rev. Natalie Bowerman, Pastor
Let us
pray:
Holy God.
Today, we remember Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s struggle for equality,
justice, and dignity for African Americans that inspired so many other reform
movements that seek to highlight the plight of the oppressed in society.
We pray that
all of those in civil and religious authority be reminded that we all have been
created in your image, and that there is an intrinsic dignity in each of us
that calls for uplifting every man and woman, young and old.
We pray that
your Holy Spirit remind us all that you show no partiality with regards to
nationality, race, ethnicity, or gender, and to do so is to go against your great
commandment of love toward one another.
We pray that
the church will not be complicit of injustice by being silent, but that it can
rise up with a prophetic voice that speaks truth to power and advances the
values of your Kingdom.
We pray
these things in the name of our blessed redeemer, Jesus Christ. Amen.
1 Samuel
3: 1-10
The Lord Calls
Samuel
1The boy Samuel ministered before
the Lord under Eli. In those days the word of the Lord was
rare; there were not many visions.
2One night Eli, whose eyes were
becoming so weak that he could barely see, was lying down in his usual
place. 3The lamp of God had not yet gone out, and Samuel was lying
down in the house of the Lord, where the ark of God was. 4Then
the Lord called Samuel.
Samuel
answered, “Here I am.” 5And he ran to Eli and said, “Here I am; you
called me.”
But Eli
said, “I did not call; go back and lie down.” So he went and lay down.
6Again the Lord called,
“Samuel!” And Samuel got up and went to Eli and said, “Here I am; you called
me.”
“My son,”
Eli said, “I did not call; go back and lie down.”
7Now Samuel did not yet know
the Lord: The word of the Lord had not yet been revealed to him.
8A third time
the Lord called, “Samuel!” And Samuel got up and went to Eli and
said, “Here I am; you called me.”
Then Eli
realized that the Lord was calling the boy. 9So Eli told
Samuel, “Go and lie down, and if he calls you, say, ‘Speak, Lord, for your
servant is listening.’ ” So Samuel went and lay down in his place.
10The Lord came and stood
there, calling as at the other times, “Samuel! Samuel!”
Then Samuel
said, “Speak, for your servant is listening.”
A Message
“Living
Out His Dream”
Friends, on
this weekend that we observe and celebrate his birthday, I wanted to share with
you the life and history of a wise, modern prophet: the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther
King, Jr. He was born on January 15, 1929. Interestingly, neither he nor his
father, the Rev. Martin Luther King, Sr., were given the name “Martin Luther”
at birth; they were both named Michael. His father was a prominent Baptist
pastor whose theology deeply influenced young Martin’s heart and mind. His
father, as an extension of his church’s ministry, took a trip around the world
in the year 1934, visiting many countries and ending in Germany, right as the
Third Reich was growing in power. Martin Sr. was horrified at the hateful
rhetoric being taught by Hitler and his followers, and, at the same time,
studied the theology of Sixteenth Century minister and Reformation leader
Martin Luther. This was such a powerful experience for King’s dad that when he
came home he immediately announced that he would now answer to the name “Martin
Luther King”, and his son would be called “Martin Luther King, Jr.” Eventually
they both legally changed their names to reflect this new God-ordained
identity.
Though young
Martin deeply admired his clergy father and soaked up what he learned in his
dad’s church like a sponge, he also lived the imperfect faith of any earnest
believer, and wrestled with his doubts. Still, his faith only grew. Martin had
a life long love affair with words, and by a young age began memorizing Bible
verses and hymns. As his vocabulary continued to grow, he enjoyed participating
in his school’s theater and public speaking departments.
He
experienced the harsh realities of racism early and often, and growing up young
Martin fought hard against feelings of resentment toward his White neighbors.
In one especially painful moment, he and his father were pulled over by a White
police officer who called Martin Sr. “boy”. His dad calmly but sternly pointed
to young Martin and told the officer “That there is a boy. I’m a man: The Rev.
Martin Luther King.” And every time such an ugly situation reared its head
Martin’s dad taught him to hold his neighbor accountable while also practicing
nonviolent Christian love.
Bored with
the limited educational opportunities available to a Black boy in the south,
King applied to Morehouse College, an historically Black institution, when he
was fifteen. He got in, and graduated at the age of nineteen. He felt a calling
to the ministry and went right on to Crozer Theological Seminary, graduating at
the age of 22. Still desiring more knowledge, he then studied for a PhD in
systemic theology at Boston University, which he earned when he was 26.
From there
King went right to work serving a Baptist congregation, just like his dad, but
found his calling took the unique form of Civil Rights work. In December of
1955 King organized the 385 day Montgomery Bus Boycott. In 1957 he and several
other key civil rights activists founded the Southern Christian Leadership
Conference, which taught, organized, and carried out nonviolent protests
against Jim Crow laws. King saw huge victories in his work, particularly with
the passing of the Civil Rights Act in 1964 and the Voting Rights Act in 1965.
As King continued his work his greatest passions were voting rights,
desegregation, labor rights, housing rights, and fighting for the poor.
King’s
biography shines with moments of brilliant inspiration: his organization of the
March on Washington in 1963, his iconic “I Have a Dream” speech, his earning of
the Nobel Peace Prize in 1964, his founding of the Poor People’s Campaign, and
his numerous posthumous awards. He gave us so much that even after he died we
were still searching for ways to thank him. This weekend has been observed by
many as a local holiday since 1971, and a Federal holiday since 1986. Dr. King
is lifted up by many today as one of the greatest people who ever lived, and
very rightly so.
That’s what
makes the next reality I need to voice so painful—in my opinion our collective
observation of this holiday, and of King’s life, has gotten way too soft and
comfortable. Especially among white people like myself. We like to take a King
quote, select some pretty font, and turn it into a nice post on Instagram,
satisfied that in so doing we’ve honored his legacy. Don’t get me wrong, I’m
all about pretty social media posts. But many of us have all but forgotten that
King faced enormous heat for his calling, and he died for it.
If we really
want to honor King, we need to acknowledge that all of his work involved
enormous conflict and grave risk. He was arrested a total of 29 times. The FBI
labeled Dr. King a radical and monitored him closely from 1963 until his death.
He had numerous political enemies who blamed him for riots. The animosity
toward him increased even more when he began publicly denouncing capitalism and
America’s involvement in the Vietnam War. He was just in the midst of founding
the Poor People’s Campaign, an organization that still fights for the
marginalized today, when he was assassinated at the age of 39.
In this
morning’s Hebrew Bible reading, we hear about a little boy named Samuel. His
mother Hannah promised God that if she were ever lucky enough to conceive and
bear a child, after many humiliating, lonely years of infertility, that child
would spend all their days in service to the Temple. Fast forward ten years,
Hannah has kept her promise, and little Samuel is serving a wise priest named
Eli, in an era when not many people are hearing from God. Meanwhile God has
been repeatedly calling to Samuel, but he doesn’t recognize God’s voice. Samuel
keeps coming to Eli, and when Eli finally catches on that God is speaking, he
teaches Samuel how to respond: “Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.”
By all
means, read “I Have a Dream”. Admire his photographs. Spout poetic about what a
great man he was, and how he was taken from this world far too soon. But after
that, think long and hard about what you can do to be more like him. How can
you summon just a little bit of his courage to advocate for the populations
that were so dear to his heart? More than half a Century has passed since his
death, but tragically in so many ways we still live in the same world King’s
father saw back in 1934 when he decided to take the name Martin Luther. The gap
between the rich and the poor has never been wider. People of color face
enormous obstacles on the road to equality, and people who carry Nazi symbols
still spread words of hate…and many people listen.
A voice like
King’s should be to us like Eli’s to Samuel. If we really listen to King, he’ll
show us how to hear the Divine, at a time when it may feel like God’s voice is
hard to discern. And if we hear God, we can shout back to the world what God is
saying. If you really admire King, and if his Dream of racial and social
justice is yours, too, then ask God how you can carry on King’s work, even if
only a little at a time. Say “speak, Lord, for your servant is listening” And
then go and serve.
Amen.
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