"free at last"

I have often thought about this fourth section from the Martin Luther King 'I have a dream' speech since I heard it explored in music at Greenbelt by jazz musician Denys Baptiste a couple of years ago. MLK preached this fourth section long before the kingdom had broken through for blacks in the U.S.. He spoke with a prophetic, hopeful anticipation of the way things could be. That's something I've been discovering on my via negativa way through Advent (see early December entries). It's been particularly since Canterbury Cathedral (see December 17) that I've been experiencing the happiness of knowing that although freedom hasn't fully arrived, what has come of it is evidence that there'll be much much more of the same. Free at last, free at last, thank God almighty we're free at last.