Black History is All Year Around
When Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King said he wanted to be remembered as a Drum Major for
justice, love and righteousness, he was echoing a prophetic edict from scripture. A new book
by Tim Alberta, “The kingdom, the power and the glory’, lays out the struggle that the American
church specifically and Americans more generally, have with reconciling who we are versus who
we assert ourselves to be.
His book joins many others that wrestle with the tension and explores the conflict. Importantly,
the popular narrative which asserts the false notions of greatness, compassion and equality -
have so taken hold of the America psychic that it is hard to know the truth as plain as it is.
Are we a racist nation? Of course we are. It’s easy to say and it’s easy to know. The facts are
clear, and the history is undeniable. So why is it so hard to swallow? Because it is distasteful.
It is repugnant. Anti-human and perennially violent.
We have so absorbed the softer, false notion of benevolence while citing pockets of progress
and policies that make us sound fair. But thanks to the hubris of the GOP book banning
brigade, America is discovering the history that made us who we are. With each edict to
ignore, we are compelled to ask why. With every declaration against “wokeness” we become
alert to the plan for the great American slumber.
Carter G. Woodson’s unearthing the dearth of real history began a search for the truth. But it
focused on adding the achievements of Black excellence to the greatness of our nation. A more
accurate telling discovers not just the successes despite the odds, but rather the unrelenting
efforts to remain inculcate injustice in our laws at every level.
The well quote verse from the gospel of John states, “and you shall know the truth and the
truth shall set you free.” The longer our history is buried in lies the time until our collective
freedom is extended.
So, this year, not simply this month, we should redouble our efforts as Americans,
ALL AMERICANS, to know the truth. Real love tells and lives the truth. As sour as it may taste,
there’s freedom in knowing who we are and how we came to be.











