Sermon by Rev. Diane Rollert, 11 January 2015
This is a sermon about Martin, Charlie and hope.
If you could sum up the job of a minister in one very short sentence, I’d say that it is to bring hope into the world. That’s what I believe I’m called to do. Not hope for some life beyond death, but hope for this world, for the lives we live now. Today is one of those days, when I wonder if I can live up to this calling. It’s hard to bring hope when the world around you makes no sense at all. The events of the past week in Paris have brought a grey cloud of sadness over me. I imagine you feel it too. If this morning’s band hadn’t already rehearsed the music for today, I might have changed the entire order of service.
It’s been almost 52 years since Dr. Martin Luther King’s words, “I have a dream,” were delivered to a huge crowd at the March on Washington for Civil Rights (it was 28 August 1963). You could say there’s been a lot of change — and not nearly enough change — since Dr. King cried out for the day when his children would be “judged not by the colour of their skin but by the content of their character.” Given the events of the past year in the US, with the deaths of young black men at the hands of police officers in Fergusson, Missouri, Brooklyn, New York, and elsewhere, it can feel as though Dr. King’s dream has been completely lost.
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