When he handed down the sentence which held his hope for the future, I stood riveted and I wept. I was fifteen, then, but those words still hang in the air, for me, after all these years. I have the language and experience, now, to say that the word of God was spoken from the steps that day. I believe that Martin Luther King, Jr. was a prophet in our time, and I believe that the work he began is not yet finished. In the years that have passed since Dr. King was assassinated, technology has marched on.
Televisions are as large as freezers used to be.
Hundreds of channels present images in vibrant color. Many things have changed for the better. But some things have not. No matter how we might attempt to adjust our television sets, we still see far too many pictures in black and white. No matter what race we may be, we still fall prey to emulating Eli's energy and eyesight rather than choosing to embrace, with vigor, the vision that was King's.