Maybe like you, I have had a knot in my stomach lately as I see and hear our national and personal discourse. It feels like a volcano building up pressure. And it’s not just about the issues themselves, as serious and important as they are. Responses to the Coronavirus and the protests against racism (and the unending responses to those responses) are revealing a deeper dis-ease of fear, mistrust, pride, and contempt – within our country, our churches, and our families.
The Judeo-Christian worldview is not surprised by this in the least. If ever you doubted that the world (or you) needed a Savior, Facebook alone should convince you otherwise.
But neither are we resigned to the state of the world, or the state of our hearts. Rather, we are dissatisfied. Dissatisfaction, unlike anger or despair, urges us on to something better. Like U2 (the greatest band ever), we still haven’t found what we’re looking for. (See Hebrews 11:39-40)
On August 16, 1967, Martin Luther King, Jr. delivered a speech to the 11th Annual SCLC Convention in Atlanta. He cried:
Let us be dissatisfied until America will no longer have a high blood pressure of creeds and an anemia of deeds.
Let us be dissatisfied until the tragic walls that separate the outer city of wealth and comfort from the inner city of poverty and despair shall be crushed by the battering rams of the forces of justice.
Let us be dissatisfied until those who live on the outskirts of hope are brought into the metropolis of daily security.
Let us be dissatisfied until slums are cast into the junk heaps of history, and every family will live in a decent, sanitary home.
Let us be dissatisfied until the dark yesterdays of segregated schools will be transformed into bright tomorrows of quality integrated education.
Let us be dissatisfied until integration is not seen as a problem but as an opportunity to participate in the beauty of diversity.
Let us be dissatisfied until men and women, however black they may be, will be judged on the basis of the content of their character, not on the basis of the color of their skin.
Let us be dissatisfied until every state capitol will be housed by a governor who will do justly, who will love mercy, and who will walk humbly with his God.
Let us be dissatisfied until from every city hall, justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.
Let us be dissatisfied until that day when the lion and the lamb shall lie down together, and every man will sit under his own vine and fig tree, and none shall be afraid.
Let us be dissatisfied, and men will recognize that out of one blood God made all men to dwell upon the face of the earth.
Let us be dissatisfied until that day when nobody will shout, “White Power!” when nobody will shout, “Black Power!” but everybody will talk about God's power and human power.
Let’s be dissatisfied.