A man stood at the base of the Lincoln Memorial staring at the faces of 200,000 Americans. This man had dream he wished to share. The dream was for better lives for his children. The dream was for better lives of our children.
Forty-eight years after Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke of a land he wished he could live in; a huge monumental step towards his dream coming to fruition has taken place. A man, not just any man, but a black man with a dream of his own, was elected in a landslide of a decision to lead these United States of America.
King spoke of a dream of his four children living in a nation where they would not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. On November 4th, 2008, a black man and a white man stood toe to toe in front of America. These two men were asking all of America to make a decision between them by the content of their character not by their skin. This task was sent forth to America. America decided. For the first time in our nation's history, a man of color, was being upheld by Americans and tasked with the job of leading them through the next four years.
Many Americans watching the inauguration had forgotten Dr. King's words the morning of the event. Many questioned why Aretha Franklin was singing that particular song for the celebration. Many had forgotten how King spoke of God's children singing together, "My Country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty." The morning of the inauguration, the "Queen of Soul" reinvested the true meaning of the message of MLK. That moment was THE moment the United States of America had started to become the "great nation" he had dreamt of.
The chilly morning of January 20, 2009, the face of Washington looked much different than the sweltering morning Dr. King spoke. This mass was not of 200,000 mostly African-Americans standing with hope of a less oppressive world. This was a mass of millions of America's children standing together in celebration. As the celebration began, the crowds on the mall were endless. An infinite sea of black men, white men, Jew and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics stood together on the mall. Peaceful, harmonious, sharing a dream...this was not their dream but a dream of a great man, Dr. King I say to you, "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"