The men wore silk top hats,
the women their best dresses. The prior
evening’s snowstorm threatened to undo the entire event, but the winds of
change were more powerful than the storm.
So, he ascended the podium, hat off now, looking so young, so dapper in
his black jacket, silver vest, with a
silver tie adorning his crisp white shirt.
The speech early on had a
captivating illustration designed to inspire a new generation about the passing
of the torch. This early word picture
captured the ears of the listening crowd, even the world. Through another twenty-two
paragraphs he tried to inspire. The
speaker, now almost preacher, began paragraph twenty-five with a fist gently
pounding the podium. And then, as he got to the second half of the sentence he
raised his right index finger, slightly bent, and with his distinct accent he
spoke his most famous words. The crowd behind the lectern didn’t seem to hear
or notice the moment, but for one man. He was a large man with big ears who
possessed a keen sense of greatness, and
as the words echoed over the open air this astute listener raised his head and
looked surprised, no-he looked aware,
that he had just heard a man declaim
generation-changing sound:
“…ask not what
your country can do for you-ask what you can do for your country.”
A much too short time later
he would speak no more. Another man
famously wrote something like “Do not grow weary in doing good.” The generation which as children first heard
the “ask not” words is getting ready to retire.
I wonder if we, if I, have grown weary in doing good. I wonder if we
have become a people who have forgotten what it is we are to “ask not” and if,
instead, we have become a generation which insists that our country now “do for
me”. A sign of “growing weary in doing
good” is that the questions which we ask change; the range of people we seek to care for, to
love, grows more and more narrow until our sole concern, as with infants, is “me.”
I wonder what question John
F. Kennedy would inspire us to ask today.
I wonder, had he been given the chance, if he would have grown weary of
doing good. Have you?
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