“There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.” Elie Wiesel
Applications for the Pen America Writing for Justice Fellowship must be filed by July 1, 2018. This fellowship “aims to harness the power of writers and writing in bearing witness to the societal consequences of mass incarceration by capturing and sharing the stories of incarcerated individuals, their families, communities, and the wider impact of the criminal justice system. Our goal is to ignite a broad, sustained conversation about the dangers of over-incarceration and the imperative to mobilize behind rational and humane policies.” Details and link to application HERE.
This is Unitarian Universalist Minister Rev. Ben Meyers’ sermon celebrating Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Birthday and delivered to our congregation on Sunday, January 15.
Yesterday, this congregation opened its heart and its doors to our neighbors and friends for the twenty-eighth consecutive year of celebrating this holiday, which commemorates the life and legacy of the Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King, Jr. We organize this event in conjunction with the Annual Essay, Poetry and Art Contest. This contest, which honors the Rev. Dr. King, Jr.’s legacy, is sponsored each year by the North Central Neighborhood Association, of which we are a part and which has been a strong community alliiance for thirty-four years.
The contest is an Institution within our city and county. It is the foundational piece of a curriculum for many teachers in the San Mateo school district who use this contest as a platform (and launching pad) for teaching about the legacy of Rev. King and the history of the civil rights movement. It is a tradition that instills a sense of pride in us. It was initiated two years before King’s birthday became a national holiday in this country.
In discussing the many elements of today’s service, our Worship Leader joked, saying that with all its many activities and high level of participation, this service would resemble “A Happening” harkening back to the 60s and 70s…Now for those of you who weren’t around in the 60s or maybe don’t remember them…”A Happening” was similar to what we now call “Flash Mobs”…and for those of you who don’t know what a flash mob is…its like “A Happening” from the 60’s or 70’s. Sorta like…Woodstock. 😉
A happening, in other words, was a significant event that was not precisely planned but that organically emerged from the moment, usually by necessity or simply out of the spirit of the moment. We are beginning to see the spirit of “Happenings” repeating themselves with the coming ‘peaceful but resistant’transfer of power from the ending of the Obama administration to the start of the new President’s administration.
In many ways, we, as a nation, are heading ‘back to the future’, repeating ourselves. We are, it would seem to me, to be going “Back to the future”, as in that movie from the 80s. We are going back to the future not only because we sense or fear that our country is poised to take a few steps backwards in the realm of human dignity and civil rights, but also because we have a strong sense that in order to counter these backward steps, we would do well to return to the roots of our struggle for human rights in this country. This will restore our convictions as a foundation in the battle for the future of our country — a battle for its heart and soul.
The theme for this year’s MLK Poetry, Essay and Art contest was, “Beloved Community: What does it mean to you?” I was pleased that the committee adopted this topic. It was my hope that it would entice and inspire our students to – not only focus on this phrase “Beloved Community” – the centerpiece in Rev. King’s work- but to bridge the divide in this nation caused by the triple threats of poverty, racism, and militarism. I also hope they will identify with the roots of this ideal. I hope that they learn this is not something that King alone created, but that it was an idea that preceded him and one that has a rich history of inspiring many justice-makers in this county.
And so I decided that I would base our annual MLK Sunday service on this same theme as we honor a man who was more than just an inspiration to us in this country and the leader of the Great Civil Rights struggle of the 20th century, but one who continues to be the source and hope for the Dream of American Justice and the building of Beloved Community in the 21st Century.
I think it is also important that we look back to know where we have come from, to see that what we face now is not entirely new terrain, and to understand that as we plow ahead into the struggle to create more Beloved Community in the face of current disharmony, hatred, and divisiveness.
The phrase “Beloved Community” was coined in the early 20th Century by the Unitarian Theologian and Philosopher, Josiah Royce, who was also one of the founders of the Fellowship of Reconciliation, the largest, oldest inter/multi-faith peace and justice organizations in the United States. It was established in 1915. [worth looking up: forusa.org]. He was a teacher and mentor to some of the most progressive minds of his time, like T.S. Eliot, George Santanyana and W.E.B. DuBois.
Josiah Royce’s writing influenced many prominent Social Reformers of his time, including the young Martin Luther King, Jr. Royce wrote:
“Since the office [or purpose] of religion is to aim towards the creation on earth of the Beloved Community [ …] the future task of religion is the task of inventing and applying the arts which will win all over to unity, and which shall overcome their original hatefulness by gracious love, not of mere individuality, but of communities.” The result, said Royce, “is the creation of heaven on earth, a form of [beloved] community we work to create marked by unity and gracious love.”
Martin Luther King, Jr., a member of the same Fellowship of Reconciliation, where he learned the teachings of Josiah Royce, brought the phrase into more common use, comparing the creation of Beloved Community to redemption and reconciliation among all people. Dr. King saw it as a source of powerful change from the disharmony and disparity of HIS day to the harmony and equality he sought to create. You can hear these ideals echoed in King’s words when he said:
“It is the spirit of Beloved Community and this type of [agape] love that can transform opponents into friends. It is this love which will bring about miracles in the hearts of people…The goal of creating a beloved community for all people, will require a qualitative change in our souls as well as a quantitative change in our lives.” ~ Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., 1957
In his struggle to bring greater justice and equality into the world, King was not simply targeting legislation for desegregation, he was after a transformation in the hearts of all people so that we might learn to live and love together as one people, as a Beloved Community. An all encompassing Beloved Community was Martin Luther King, Jr.’s end goal.
While the specific point of struggle began around racism in America, he also spoke out and marched and protested against war and poverty, fighting against all injustice and oppression. He was working to create a Beloved Community based on equality and justice for all.
It is now our turn to continue his work. Our responsiblity goes beyond the historical perspective of instilling the legacy and the message of building beloved community among our young people through activities like our Annual Essay, Poetry and Art contest. His work must be OUR own daily work with and within the greater community. We must continue doing what we have done for so long with renewed vigor and purpose and the intention of bringing it into a world that is threateningly poised to dismantle the very gains that we cherish, which we cannot take for granted.
Unless we rise in body and spirit and resist, unless we insist on the persistence of the values we hold dear, which are really the cornerstone of our faith and our nation, we will lose them. Now more than ever, we are called to heed the words of the Rev. Dr. King, who, amid the challenges of his time and against the voices of hatred and intolerance that are with us still, said:
“This is where we are. Where do we go from here? First, we must massively assert our dignity and worth. We must stand up amidst a system that still oppresses, and develop an unassailable and majestic sense of values…”
What is needed is a recognition that power without love is reckless and abusive and that love without power is sentimental and anemic. Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice. Justice at its best is power correcting everything that stands against love.
Let us stand on the side of love…Amen.
– Rev. Benjamin Walker Meyers
Benediction: Words of Martin Luther King, Jr., adapted, Rev. Ben Meyers A time like this demands great leaders; Leaders whom the lust of office does not kill; Leaders whom the spoils of life cannot buy; Leaders who possess opinions and a will; Leaders who have honor; Leaders who will not lie! A time like this demands people who can stand before a demagogue (and damn…treacherous flatteries) without winking! Brave and courageous people, crowned by the sun, who live above the fog, in public duty and private thinking) and who will seek justice, love kindness and walk humbly with their Gods… Let us be those people!
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August 7 at 4 p.m. – 8 p.m. EDT at BrickHouse Bewery & Restaurant 67 W. Main Street, Patchogue, New York 11772.
a man, a woman, a stick
the stick stood in the corner of the kitchen
a constant threat; stoking, as it was meant to,
he had a man’s right to deliver his blows
to vent his anger and his self-contempt
to cause suffering for the insufferable
someone had to make it up to him,
his loss-of-face to race, creed and poverty
for her part, eve’s daughter was ripe,
shamed by her intrinsic sinfulness,
worn by her constant pregnancies
her femininity: tired and task-bound,
guilt flowing freely, as all-consuming as lava
[relief, only in death]
and the seventh child was born to die
and the man was demanding his bread
she wrapped the girl in swaddling cloth,
placed her gently by the stove, and
while the newborn made busy with dying,
the woman prepared him his meal
When we marched,
Through slimy mud past riot-shielded cops in Alexander
(This is the ghetto.)
While children peered wild-eyed from dark windows,
For some of us these were re-runs of earlier apartheid-burdened days.
But, then, it was defiant resolution that drove our hearts and braced our feet.
Now, sadness at betrayal sat sadly on our hearts.
Our shouted slogans hung heavy over us in grimy air.
We winced at familiar oft-repeated lies
There are people for whom poetry exists almost exclusively as an aid to social change, to political discourse– not as some sort of didacticism – but as a discussion, a wake up call (consciousness raising), a way of approaching some truth, finding some meaning, encouraging resolution. A horrific war photo, a terrorist act, a homeless person outside the grocery, a friend in pain that can be traced to a social injustice, and the words start to flow. There’s the urge to respond, to do something …. even if that something is simply the passion to express the moment in poetry. Perhaps righteous passion is the strongest form of resistance and poetry the conscience of the collective soul.
In Dennis Brutus’ poem above, he points to the world we now live in. Having survived Robben Island with Nelson Mandela, he was freed only to find that while racial apartheid ended in South Africa it had become world-pervasive,, expressing itself as economic inequality. The few haves vs. the masses of have-nots.
I can’t help but think that the revolutionary peace, justice and sustainability so many of us seek is rooted in the slow transformation of values. Hence, it is more evolutionary than revolutionary. As such, perhaps that change is as gradual as the pervasiveness of our desires.
Perhaps it is evident in our blogosphere and the heart-born prose and poems of simple folk like you and me with nary a pundit or politician among us. Perhaps it’s a bottom-up thing, more likely to be blogged than broadcast, often rising from homespun poetry – outsider art – sometimes rudimentary and awkward, but always quiet and true and slow like a secret whispered from one person to the next. It is perhaps something stewing even as we write, read, and encourage one another. Perhaps there is some bone and muscle in what we do. Individually we have miniscule “audiences.” Collectively we speak to enormous and geographically diverse populations.
So let some impact from my words echo resonance lend impulse to the bright looming dawn
Poem on, my friends, and keep your ideals. They are real …
… and to my country-folk today …
In the confusion of these days, let’s not abandon the highest, most ethical and sensible of our aspirations.