Today’s Inspiration: MLK – What is your life’s blueprint?

I saw this video this morning at 2am of speech that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr gave “Six months before he was assassinated, King spoke to a group of students at Barratt Junior High School in Philadelphia on October 26, 1967.” And I find myself yearning and wondering why this speech wasn’t taught or exhausted in school?

Transcript:

“I want to ask you a question, and that is: What is your life’s blueprint?

Now each of you is in the process of building the structure of your lives, and the question is whether you have a proper, a solid and a sound blueprint.

I want to suggest some of the things that should begin your life’s blueprint. Number one in your life’s blueprint, should be a deep belief in your own dignity, your worth and your own somebodiness. Don’t allow anybody to make you feel that you’re nobody. Always feel that you count. Always feel that you have worth, and always feel that your life has ultimate significance.

Secondly, in your life’s blueprint you must have as the basic principle the determination to achieve excellence in your various fields of endeavor. You’re going to be deciding as the days, as the years unfold what you will do in life — what your life’s work will be. Set out to do it well.

And I say to you, my young friends, doors are opening to you–doors of opportunities that were not open to your mothers and your fathers — and the great challenge facing you is to be ready to face these doors as they open….

And when you discover what you will be in your life, set out to do it as if God Almighty called you at this particular moment in history to do it. don’t just set out to do a good job. Set out to do such a good job that the living, the dead or the unborn couldn’t do it any better

If it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, sweep streets like Beethoven composed music, sweep streets like Leontyne Price sings before the Metropolitan Opera. Sweep streets like Shakespeare wrote poetry. Sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will have to pause and say: Here lived a great street sweeper who swept his job well. If you can’t be a pine at the top of the hill, be a shrub in the valley. Be be the best little shrub on the side of the hill.

Be a bush if you can’t be a tree. If you can’t be a highway, just be a trail. If you can’t be a sun, be a star. For it isn’t by size that you win or fail. Be the best of whatever you are.”

— From the estate of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Today’s Inspiration

Don’t doubt God even when the situation looks like you won’t make it, even when your account is on E and you feel alone. He’s brought you through before, just remember. He is faithful,

The Diary of a First Time Mom of Twins: Micah & The Dentist

Back in May, I took my sons to their annual dentist appointment. Every thing went relatively well with the exception of getting news that Micah had four cavities😩😢. My first overwhelming emotion was "I'm a horrible mother. How could I allow this to happen?" My next thoughts were to get all the information from the doctors along with pricing for the two procedure options.

First, I asked , was it absolutely necessary to subject my son to this procedure if they are just adolescent teeth and would be falling out at some point? The doctor then proceeded to somewhat berate me as if I didn't have a college degree. At any rate she explained that the infected teeth were ones that would not start falling out until about 8 years old. And that a cavitiy is similar to that of a rash and if left untreated would affect his adult teeth.

I held off on choosing between the Oral and IV sedative because the doctor proceeded to tell me that I could not be in the room with my four year old for either procedure. When I tell you all watching them put my son under anesthesia was the most heart-wrenching, painful thing I've ever seen in my life. I wanted to die. He cried and all I could do was sing rock a bye baby and kiss him and tell him it would be ok before his body went limp. I damn near lost it, I was sobbing uncontrollably, I'm almost 85% sure snot was happening.

The procedure was rather quick, I moved my car to the back entrance and then they took me to a room and brought me my medically induced sleeping child. Waking him up was probably longer than the actually procedure, it took about 30 minutes for him to come to. Even after he was groggy for a couple of hours. Nevertheless, he got to eat ice cream at 10 o clock in the morning (Vanilla). The doctor said it was ok, taking better precautions.