(Please view video MY SHOES at the end.)
My grandfather Dr. Martin Luther King, Sr. once told my then abortion minded pregnant mother this: “Neenie (her nickname), you can’t abort this baby. She’s a little girl with bright skin and bright red hair. I saw her in a dream three years ago, and she’s going to bless many people. What a prophetic miracle. That dream saved my life long before ultrasound was invented!
When I was born on January 22, 1951 my joyful daddy, Rev. Alfred Daniel Williams King named me Alveda Celeste King. He once told me the Al was part of his name because I am “part of him.” (23 of 46 chromosomes in fact)
The French and Italian word for life is Vitae. So he combined the two to name Alveda. Celeste came from my great-grandmother Jennie Celeste Parks. Daddy said it sounded celestial and he wanted to get me as close to Heaven as possible.
As time went on, what with bombings and shootings and killings and other terrors, in the midst of trying and troubling times in the “King Family Legacy,” Granddaddy used to preach about thanking God for what we have left. He had a special saying: “I used to cry because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”
Often when I remember these cherished moments in my life, someone says or does something to remind me of other special memories about them. Today my very good friend sent me a link to a special film project: MY SHOES. It reminds me of Granddaddy’s sermon.
Please view this short film and remember that sometimes when life seems hard, we should consider and reconsider the perspectives before we make our choices.