It's Been Fifty years...Fifty Years since April 4th 1968, around 6:00 pm in the afternoon...Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. stood on the Balcony of the Lorraine, Motel in Memphis, Tennessee ..Perhaps he wanted to smoke a cigarette, perhaps he wanted to catch some fresh air...
He was chilling with his buddies, Rverend Ralph Abernathy and Andrew Young....It was just another balmy Tennessee afternoon...
At 6:01pm, Someone....After all this time, we are still not sure who...Fired a shot from a rifle that struck Dr. King in the head....He fell to the floor of the outside balcony....He was rushed to the hospital...A little after 7:00 pm, est..Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was pronounced dead....He was 39 years old..
I had turned 10, just days before....
It's been 50 years....I just turned 60 , a few days ago...
We still aren't sure just who killed Dr. King....Was it James Earl Ray, an escaped white convict, the man they SAY did it....Or was it a police sharpshooter paid by rogue supporters of then Presidential candidate,George Wallace?? , was it the Mob?? Was it the FBI???
Truth is...Nobody can be sure...All We know is somebody shot him and killed him and they killed the last bit of moral high ground and innocence America had...
We had a moral leader in Dr. King....We haven't seen anyone close to him or Malcolm X since then...
Maybe we don't deserve either one of them anymore!
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KEEPING THE FAITH: RANDOM PRAYERS "ON THE DOWNLOAD"
DEAR GOD: My heart is heavy with my own failures. I try to excuse them and explain to myself why they occurred, because I want to be free from the feeling that I am unworthy and incapable of being all that I can be. But I find it easier to accept your forgiveness than to forgive myself. When I try to forgive myself, it seems I only remember and re-play my failures in my mind, and a sense of hopelessness floods over me. Help me to know that my past actions are a part of my growing humanity and that even when I fail to live up to what is your will for me, every single moment can be lived anew. Remind me that refusing to forgive myself only keeps me from experiencing that newness. Assure me of the truth that by casting “my sins into the depth of the sea”, you have freed me to discard them myself and live the next moment as if it were my first, for indeed it is. I ask this for the sake of your love. Amen.
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Well Written!
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