(Editor’s note: This reflection by a local parishioner was read at an event organized by the Office of Intercultural Ministry in honor of the life of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. at the Cathedral of St. Peter in Jackson on Saturday, Jan. 18. The theme was “On the Path to Fulfilling the Dream” with speaker Constance Slaughter-Harvey.)

By Dorothy Davis Ashley
CRASH! The sound of broken glass caused by a brick startled me! It had been thrown by an irate individual demonstrating his rage against ideas of equality of Black citizens in our small Delta town of Indianola, Mississippi. The brick was thrown into our sliding glass patio door one summer night as I sat with my parents watching television. It was around 1966, and I was nine years old. Indianola, Mississippi was in the midst of the Civil Rights unrest and Black citizens would meet periodically at St. Benedict the Moor Catholic Church Center and strategize under the guidance of the local priest, Father Walter Smiegel and Attorney Carver Randle, Sr.

As a young girl of nine years of age, I remember there were “separate and unequal” bathrooms, separate seating areas in doctor’s offices and movie theaters for “White” and “Colored,” and segregated schools for the “colored children.” The Mississippi Delta with its rich cotton fields was also where Black cotton pickers and “field hands” worked in the cotton fields, aka “Delta gold,” many living in shotgun houses on the plantations of their employers.

Looking back on my history and the many roads I have travelled since my childhood and that fateful night a brick was thrown into my parent’s patio door, I think of Dr. Martin Luther King as being a “Moses” for Black (aka “African Americans”), all oppressed people and those who were treated unfairly and unjustly in the South, particularly. Like Moses, I think he was chosen and led by God for his mission. It is because of his leadership which initiated the Civil Rights era that I was able to attend the majority “White” (aka “Caucasian”) Catholic School, St. Joseph in Greenville, Mississippi in the early 70s and the University of Mississippi Medical Center School of Health-Related Professions in Jackson in the early 80s which earned me a degree in physical therapy and the opportunity to work in medical facilities which once barred Black citizens from entering the same door, much less becoming an employee with equal pay and benefits as my counterparts.

Like Moses, he had humble beginnings and became a strong voice against oppression to the political leaders of his day. Like Moses, Dr. Martin Luther King never reached the “Promised Land” but saw its vision. His message was one of prayer, peace, humility, faith, strength, solidarity, organization and perseverance. I am grateful to God and to him for his courage, vision and answering God’s call. In part, my career progression in the medical and later spiritual pathways as a Secular Order Carmelite, hospital chaplain and spiritual director were affected and made possible because of his message.

(Dorothy Ashley is a parishioner of Holy Ghost Church in Jackson.)