After spending Election Night in Grant Park, I felt I should find a place to take in the inauguration with good company ... so I went to a neighborhood place for breakfast. The atmosphere was more than worth the walk in the snow. Talking with the woman at the table next to me, I found that I wasn't the only one who would've wished for a more emotionally fulfilling address from our new President (and watching him at the luncheon, he seems tired), but all the same, what a day. A very happy day. To see how closely our country packed the Washington Mall, the flags waving, the love and hope and unity ... I can't believe that this is ours.
Speechwise, Rev. Lowery's benediction was by far my favorite part. Here is a transcript, copied from http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif.
"God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, thou who has brought us thus far along the way, thou who has by thy might led us into the light, keep us forever in the path, we pray, lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met thee, lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget thee. Shadowed beneath thy hand may we forever stand -- true to thee, O God, and true to our native land.
"We truly give thanks for the glorious experience we've shared this day. We pray now, O Lord, for your blessing upon thy servant, Barack Obama, the 44th president of these United States, his family and his administration. He has come to this high office at a low moment in the national and, indeed, the global fiscal climate. But because we know you got the whole world in your hand, we pray for not only our nation, but for the community of nations. Our faith does not shrink, though pressed by the flood of mortal ills.
"For we know that, Lord, you're able and you're willing to work through faithful leadership to restore stability, mend our brokenness, heal our wounds and deliver us from the exploitation of the poor or the least of these and from favoritism toward the rich, the elite of these.
"We thank you for the empowering of thy servant, our 44th president, to inspire our nation to believe that, yes, we can work together to achieve a more perfect union. And while we have sown the seeds of greed -- the wind of greed and corruption, and even as we reap the whirlwind of social and economic disruption, we seek forgiveness and we come in a spirit of unity and solidarity to commit our support to our president by our willingness to make sacrifices, to respect your creation, to turn to each other and not on each other.
"And now, Lord, in the complex arena of human relations, help us to make choices on the side of love, not hate; on the side of inclusion, not exclusion; tolerance, not intolerance.
"And as we leave this mountaintop, help us to hold on to the spirit of fellowship and the oneness of our family. Let us take that power back to our homes, our workplaces, our churches, our temples, our mosques, or wherever we seek your will.
"Bless President Barack, First Lady Michelle. Look over our little, angelic Sasha and Malia.
"We go now to walk together, children, pledging that we won't get weary in the difficult days ahead. We know you will not leave us alone, with your hands of power and your heart of love.
"Help us then, now, Lord, to work for that day when nation shall not lift up sword against nation, when tanks will be beaten into tractors, when every man and every woman shall sit under his or her own vine and fig tree, and none shall be afraid; when justice will roll down like waters and righteousness as a mighty stream.
"Lord, in the memory of all the saints who from their labors rest, and in the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get back, when brown can stick around -- (laughter) -- when yellow will be mellow -- (laughter) -- when the red man can get ahead, man -- (laughter) -- and when white will embrace what is right.
"Let all those who do justice and love mercy say amen."
AUDIENCE: Amen!
REV. LOWERY: Say amen --
AUDIENCE: Amen!
REV. LOWERY: -- and amen.
AUDIENCE: Amen! (Cheers, applause.)
END.
I finally got around to taking this picture today, of a sign put up by Mayor Daley in November. We need some new signs now, Mr. Mayor! He's not the President Elect any more!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Attempting to Serve
It's the third Monday in January (already??), so we're observing Martin Luther King, Jr.'s birthday. I love that I got several emails from the Obama people (including a video of Michelle!) calling for community service. My first reaction was, my whole job is service, I'm taking the day off! But then I realized I have nothing better to do, so I signed up for an event at a high school in my neighborhood.
I went over there this morning and it turns out the thing I wanted to volunteer for is actually on the North Side. I am not going there. The stuff at the high school was mostly symbolic, like painting a mural for peace or folding 1000 paper cranes. I'm not really into that. I had a Plan B, though; I headed to the hospital to donate blood. I reasoned that while it would be a smaller donation of time than the cleanup I had been planning to do (at a transitional home for people living with HIV and AIDS), it would still be very personal.
After going through the battery of preliminary questions (which took forever because of my dangerous record of international travel) and tests (my iron levels are good!), the nurse and I discovered that I miss the minimum weight requirements. By 1.5 pounds. (They have enormous digital scales now. No more sliding the triple-beam balance.) Arghhh. The ladies still thanked me profusely for trying, giving me orange juice and a gift card for the hospital cafeteria.
I tried to do right by this day. Oh well. I guess I'll go back to lesson planning now.
How are you spending King's birthday?
I went over there this morning and it turns out the thing I wanted to volunteer for is actually on the North Side. I am not going there. The stuff at the high school was mostly symbolic, like painting a mural for peace or folding 1000 paper cranes. I'm not really into that. I had a Plan B, though; I headed to the hospital to donate blood. I reasoned that while it would be a smaller donation of time than the cleanup I had been planning to do (at a transitional home for people living with HIV and AIDS), it would still be very personal.
After going through the battery of preliminary questions (which took forever because of my dangerous record of international travel) and tests (my iron levels are good!), the nurse and I discovered that I miss the minimum weight requirements. By 1.5 pounds. (They have enormous digital scales now. No more sliding the triple-beam balance.) Arghhh. The ladies still thanked me profusely for trying, giving me orange juice and a gift card for the hospital cafeteria.
I tried to do right by this day. Oh well. I guess I'll go back to lesson planning now.
How are you spending King's birthday?
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Waiting for Inauguration Day
Wow, it's been a while since I've posted. I am not very good at blogging.
Our neighborhood Walgreens, on Lake Park and 55th, is "Barack Obama Headquarters." They sell lots of Obama gear and have autographed pictures of him hanging in their photo department. This is definitely my favorite thing about Chicago. I haven't decided what to do on Tuesday yet ... I'm going to a bar with a friend in the evening, for some kind of bluegrass show that sounds celebratory. For the actual swearing in, etc., I also want to be with other people. (My school is closing for the day, but it's unusual in that respect.) There are a lot of options, so I'm sure I'll figure something out.
The weather here has been COLD. More than 20 below last week. It made school rather subdued (lots of kids stayed home rather than brave those temperatures, especially if they had to take the bus--but for others, school was the warmest place they could be during the day). It hasn't been too hard for me to stay warm, though. I'm eating lots of soup and curling up under a sleeping bag to watch HBO's John Adams. I've only seen the first two episodes. It's fascinating how relevant so many of its issues still are. What, for example, are the moral limits for a people fighting a system that is theoretically just but practically violent and hypocritical? As a side note, I'm glad tarring and feathering has gone out of vogue. I didn't realize it was so brutal. Oakland, what can be said?
Martin Luther King, Jr. would have been 80 years old last Friday.
I'm holding my breath for Barack Obama. Holding my breath for change.
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