A friend in New York City texted me today. She was excited, “People are back out on the streets. Theaters are opening back up. And taxis are starting to clog the avenues as Times Square slowly fills up with tourists, and street performers wearing red, white and blue (shirts, hats, flags, and bikinis she added). There’s even the occasional celebrity sighting!”
She reminded of a time Linda and I were in NYC 5 years ago and Sinatra’s song-filled our head. . .
Start spreading the news
I’m leaving today…
I want to be a part of it…
Well, you know the song. Those lines came to us somewhere between Penn Station and our walk along 6th Avenue as we made our 1.5-mile trek to our hotel near Times Square. The streets were everything rumor, media, and imagination suggested — thousands, maybe tens of thousands, of people on the city sidewalks moving like clogged arteries in and out of towering concrete and glass, the veins plugging up at intersections — begging for a low cholesterol diet! Yellow cabs, small freight and delivery trucks, city buses and suspicious-looking black SUV’s with privacy glass — all jockeying dirty streets for a position to win the race to the next stoplight! People of every variety, shape, color, ethnicity, and age. There was something beautiful and hopeful even as it was chaotic and crowded.
Linda looked at the scene and said, “Somewhere out beyond these towering concrete buildings, standing alone in the water, is the figure of a lady holding a torch out into the unknown waters with these words inscribed where she stands.
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
This week, as we celebrate July 4th, Independence Day, I offer you a few thoughts and quotes to take you into the weekend. And I invite you to join me Sunday, ONLINE, for a very special eleven:eleven, downtown celebration of not simply our Independence, but perhaps more important than ever, to celebrate our Inter-Dependence. Check out the details below!
Life doesn’t make any sense without interdependence. We need each other, and the sooner we learn that, the better for us all. — Erik Erikson
Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality. — MLK, Jr
This is the wisdom of the ages… Humankind has not woven the web of life; we are but one thread. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. — Rebecca Adamson
I am the vine, you are the branches… Make yourselves at home in this love so that as you love outwardly, you will experience the depth of this love inwardly. — Jesus
This Sunday, July 4th, in eleven:eleven, downtown
Our first annual
“eleven:eleven Declaration of Inter-Dependence”
Storyteller Cathy Crowley from Oman (in the Middle East), Kagan Parker from, DC, singer/songwriter Peter Mayer from Minnesota, and others will join Tom McDermott, Brad Thompson and the band for a very special celebration of story, music, humor, and inspiration!
Remember, this week we are meeting online only for July 4th.
See you soon!
Rev. Tom McDermott
Associate Pastor of eleven:eleven