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What’s in a name? A brief reflection on MLK
Dr. Martin Luther King’s words and example continue to inspire us. Here are some brief thoughts I had about him last year.
I was just remembering the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. when I was struck by how admirable and appropriate each part of his name is.
Reverend – He was a man of God, pursuing Jesus’ call to love Him and all of our neighbors equally and sacrificially, who sought to minister not only to souls but also to suffering.
Doctor – He was a man of learning, who succeeded in cultivating his mind despite significant, racist barriers to fair education.
Martin Luther – He was a reformer who worked to free the oppressed from the corruption of his time.
King – He was a born leader with eloquence, regality, and courage.
Junior – He was a son, not only born to an earthly father but also reborn to an eternal One.
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A time of grieving
Time.
I finally had some time tonight. Time to be still. Time to think. Time to reflect. Time to remember quietly a much-loved boy of long ago.
A boy with an infectious smile, a quick wit, and a keen interest in his family. He was always smiling, always happy, always loving and loved. Continue reading →
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