THERE’S AN OLD ED MCCURDY, PET SEEGER SONG THAT GOES; …“LAST NIGHT I HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM I NEVER HAD BEFORE …I DREAMED THAT ALL THE WORLD AGREED TO PUT AN END TO WAR. …AND WHEN THE PAPERS ALL WERE SIGNED AND A MILLION COPIES MADE …THEY ALL JOINED HANDS AND BOWED THEIR HEADS …AND TO THEIR GOD THEY PRAYED. THE PEOPLE IN THE STREETS BELOW WERE DANCING ROUND AND ROUND AND GUNS AND SWORDS AND UNIFORMS WERE SCATTERED ON ..THE GROUND.”
It was MLK Sunday A point of purpose perhaps for dreamers and churches and every person of faith and conscience with hope.
"Come Again?" ...we ask meaning, "tell me one more time, I didn't quite get your message." ...Come again? And God, the creator, by whatever name we summon does.
It’s the coming together sometimes in not so wonderful ways sometimes with the cleansing power of justice like an ever rolling stream.