As part of the campus-wide celebration
of Martin Luther King's birthday, I saw a most intriguing sight. Strips
of blank "tickets" were distributed, and the idea was that people would
perform a "random act of kindness" (from the expression "Practice random
kindness and acts of senseless beauty" attributed to Anne Herbert in 1982).
After performing the act of kindness, whether it
be helping someone scrape the windows of their car, bringing donuts for
their co-workers, or doing anything else, a person would fill in what they
did on the first ticket in the strip, and then post it on a bulletin board,
and someone would see it and then fill in the next ticket with an act of
kindness they had done, and so forth. The whole idea was to start the ball
rolling and each act of kindness would inspire another, and so on.
Now it's certainly true that we don't see enough
acts of kindness in our world, and it's certainly true that examples of
unkindness (to say the least) fill the pages of our papers every day. What
I wonder, though, is why we need to wait until a special day in order to
do something kind for someone.
Put it another way. On Sunday, we scrape our windshield
and ignore the person in the next car who is trying to scrape theirs. On
Monday, it's a day to practice random acts of kindness, so we go help them.
What do we do on Tuesday? If we help them, then we didn't we help them
on Sunday and why did we need a special holiday to tell us to do what was
right to begin with? If we don't help them on Tuesday, then what was the
point of Monday?
Before Martin Luther King, Jr., was a civil rights
leader, he was a preacher, and you don't have to look at too many of his
speeches to see that he didn't stop being a preacher when the subject was
civil rights. He spoke out for civil rights because we are all God's children
and we have a duty to one another for no reason other than the fact that
we ARE all God's children.
Consequently, although I'm not a student of the history
of the civil rights movements, I can't help but wonder if this is the way
Martin Luther King, Jr., would want to be remembered. Would he feel we
were honoring him by taking a day out to serve others, only to return to
our self-absorption the morning after? Or would he have rather seen us
change who we are by making service a thread that runs thread every aspect
of our lives all year long?
I know that's a radical thought in our increasingly
"what's in it for me" world. I remember hearing a story about colleges
that are able to find donors to build them new buildings (that would bear
the donor's name) but they can't get those same donors to donate the same
way for teacher salaries, supplies, etc. I find myself wondering what that
says about how much of the donation is about giving and how much of the
donation is about getting your name up in lights, so to speak.
Maybe we need to take a fresh look at why we do things.
Does someone need help? Then we help. Not because it's a certain day. Not
because we'll write it on a ticket to motivate someone else. Not because
we'll receive public acclamation for it. We meet a need for no other reason
than the need exists. If we are to celebrate Dr. King's legacy, we ought
to do so by changing our culture for a lifetime, not simply for a day.
If we do that, then maybe a later generation won't need another voice to
cry out for justice because this message was forgotten all but one day
per year. |