BACCALAUREATE
2003
Baccalaureate
Address by Rear Admiral Barry C.
Black, Chief of Navy Chaplains,
U.S. Navy, May 18, 2003
Leaving
Footprints of Integrity, Excellence
and Perseverance
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I
have fallen in love with the University
of Pennsylvania. I have fallen in
love with this school, primarily
because of three wonderful compliments
that one of the parents paid me
as I was coming down the elevator
and heading here for Irvine. She
saw me with my robe covered by my
bag and she smiled and said, "Congratulations,
you're graduating." Well,
I was flattered, she thought I was
a student, I smiled and said, "Thank
you, ma'am, but I'm not
a student here," and blushing
almost apologetically she said, "Oh,
you are a member of the faculty." Once
again a great compliment. "No
ma'am ," I said, "I'm
not a member of the faculty," and
now, she was puzzled. "You
have a robe, you're not a student,
you're not a member of the
faculty." "Oh, ma'am,
I am the baccalaureate speaker." "Desmond
Tutu!" she said, "I am
so delighted to meet you." Well,
you know, we all look alike, but
the point is, thank you for this
opportunity to participate in this
baccalaureate service.
I
want to talk about living a life
that matters. Two construction workers
were taking a lunch break. One opened
his lunch bag and exclaimed, "Not
bologna sandwiches again! This is
the third time this week I've
had bologna sandwiches, I hate bologna
sandwiches." His compatriot
said, "Well Bob, why don't
you ask your wife to fix you something
different?" To which Bob responded, "I'm
not married. I made these sandwiches
myself."
Members
of the Class of 2003, the truth
of the matter is, most of the bologna
we find in our lives we put there
ourselves. One of the challenges
of life is to ensure that we have
a sufficiently ethical outlook that
we do not sabotage our destiny.
Recently a group of very senior
citizens was surveyed. They were
95 and older, and asked the question, "If
you had your life to live over again
what would you do differently?" The
responses were interesting because
they help us to think about living
a life that matters. They said, "We
would take more risk." They
said, "We would live a more
contemplative life-style. We would
think more about what is happening
in our world." They said, "We
would eat more ice cream and fewer
beans." They said, "We
would invest our lives in something
that would live on after we're
dead." The poet Longfellow
penned the words, "lives of
great men (and women I might add)
all remind us, we can live our lives
sublime, and departing leave behind
us footprints on the sands of time."
I
would like to suggest a few footprints
that you need to leave. First, the
footprint of integrity. The Jewish
scriptures state in the first psalm, "Blessed
is the man that walketh not in the
counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth
in the way of sinners, nor siteth
in the seat of the scornful. But
his delight is in the law of the
lord and in his law doth he meditate
day and night. And he shall be like
a tree planted by rivers of water
that bringeth forth its fruit in
its season and its leaves also shall
not wither and whatsoever he doeth
shall prosper." It is a description
of a life of integrity. The etymology
of the word, as you know, comes
from the notion of "holdness." It
means that there is not a chasm
between our rhetoric and our actions,
between the creed and the deed,
between the ought and the is. And
that is not an easy footprint to
leave because the truth of the matter
is there is a civil war going on
inside of most of us. Plato described
the human will as a charioteer with
two headstrong horses each pulling
in the opposite direction. One poet
said "that the little bit of
bad in the best of us and a little
bit of good in the worst of us so
it behooves the best of us not to
talk about the rest of us." We've
got challenges to face as we seek
to leave the footprint of integrity.
Let me suggest some lenses to use
as you seek to live a life of ethical
congruence. The golden rule is not
a bad idea. You find it in Judaism,
Islam and all of the major religions,
Christianity: Treat others like
you want to be treated Utilitarianism
offers some notions: Do the most
good for the most people. One part
of Kant's categorical imperative
is instructive, "Live in such
a way, that your action could be
made universal law." And then
your founder, Benjamin Franklin,
has what I call the blush test.
Franklin was in London and he received
a telegram, "Ben, be careful,
there are spies." He sent back
a telegram, "Thanks for the
advice but I'm not worried
for I have made it a principal of
my life never to do anything in
private that would make me blush
if it were made public." That's
the blush test. Now some of us have
a rather high blush threshold, and
so I say, "Never say or do
anything in private that you would
not want printed in the headlines
of your hometown newspaper." Leave
the footprint of integrity.
There
is a second footprint and that is
the footprint of excellence. It
is a footprint that may be rather
challenging for you gifted men and
women to leave. For most of you
are five talent individuals and
quite frankly, you can go through
life on automatic pilot and still
receive kudos and compliments. I
challenge you to not be satisfied
with cruising through life. I challenge
you to do your best. Compete with
yourself. Ecclesiastes 9:10 says, "Whatsoever
thy hands find to do, do it with
all thy might for there is no work
nor knowledge nor device nor wisdom
in the grave wither thou goeth." Proverbs
Chapter 22 verse 29 says, "Show
me a man or woman who excels in
his or her work, he or she will
stand before kings and queens and
not ordinary people." Strive
to leave the footprint of excellence.
I
love the story that Booker Washington
tells in his autobiography, Up
From Slavery. He walked many
miles to get to Hampton University
where he desired to matriculate.
He was dirty, he had not used any
Right Guard, I guess it wasn't
invented in those days, and the
admissions officer seeing him was
stunned at this sight standing before
her. She knew he would certainly
not be admitted without any money.
He watched as she admitted others
and finally to stall, as she would
construct her, "you can't
come here son" speech. She
said, "the recitation room
needs to be swept, would you do
that? Then I will talk with you." Booker
Washington said, "Well, I knew
how to use a broom." He went
into the recitation room and swept
it not once but thrice and then
taking a tattered handkerchief from
his pocket, he dusts the room four
times. He came out and said, "Ma'am,
I've finished the job." She
said, "Oh, you have," and
taking a white handkerchief from
her drawer, (it was obvious that
she had done this before) she promenaded
into the room and the walls, the
chair, the desk, and looking she
saw nothing, sheepishly, she said
to this young man who was committed
to excellence, "Well, I guess
we'll just have to find a place
for you at this school, won't
we?" Leave the footprint of
excellence.
Martin
King was fond of saying, "Whatever
job you do, do it so well, that
the living, the dead, or the unborn,
couldn't do it better." He
liked to say, "If it falls
your lot to be a street sweeper,
go out and sweep streets like Michelangelo
carved marble, sweep streets like
Raphael painted pictures, sweep
streets like Beethoven composed
music, and like Shakespeare wrote
poetry. Sweep streets so well that
all the host of heaven and earth
will have to pause and say here
lived a great street sweeper who
swept his or her job well." Leave
the footprint of excellence.
Finally,
leave the footprint of perseverance.
Hang in there. With your Ivy League
diploma, it will still not always
be easy, and you must learn to persevere.
Matthew 24:13 says, "But those
who endure to the end will be saved." Perseverance
is an attribute that is often underestimated,
a difference between success and
failure is often couched in that
word perseverance.
One
of my favorite stories is taken
from the Jewish scriptures in Genesis
chapter 29; it's the story
of Rachel and Leah, Jacob and Laban.
Jacob, you remember the twin of
Esau, was running from the homicidal
intentions of his brother because
he had stolen the birthright. He
got to the country of Uncle Laban
and there he met Rachel who was
comely. The Hebrew says, beautiful
of face and form, dangerous. Rachel
was so beautiful, that Jacob started
crying when he met her.
Now
that's a pretty woman. I have
met many attractive women in my
life but I have never met a woman
where they said, "Admiral Black
this is Mrs. Smith," and I
said, "Mrs. Smith" (in
crying voice). Rachel was beautiful.
Now Rachel had a sister, Leah. The
Bible says Leah was tender eyed.
The Hebrew is kind of confusing;
either she had an eye disease or
she was cross-eyed, a Sheneneh type
regardless of how you would put.
So Jacob was totally infatuated
with Rachel. Laban saw the fires
of passion in the eyes of Jacob
and said, "son, how long are
you willing to work for my daughter's
hand in marriage?" Jacob quickly
said, "I would work seven years
for a girl like that." Laban
said, "it's a deal." One
of the most incredible verses in
all of literature, Genesis 29:20
and Jacob worked seven years for
Rachel and they seemed to him but
a few days because of the love he
had for her. In fact, when I get
to heaven, one of the first people
I want to meet is Rachel. The day
of the wedding arrived. The rabbi
was up front, "Dearly beloved,
we're gathered together in
the site of God and in the presence
of these witnesses to join this
man and woman in the bonds of holy
matrimony which is an honorable
state instituted by God," Jacob
said, "man it's been seven
years, cut to the chase." They
did the I dos. Now in that day the
bride was covered with a thick veil.
The veil was not removed until the
marriage was consummated. I don't
know what they were drinking at
the wedding party but Jacob did
not discover until the morning after
he had not married the prepossessing
Rachel but her cross-eyed older
sister. And now Jacob is homicidal. "Where
is Laban," he said? Laban does
a verbal tap dance. "Now Jacob,
I don't know how they do it
where you come from, but in our
country the older girl must marry
first," but, says the wiley
Laban, "if you will agree to
work another seven years, you can
have Rachel's hand as well." Now,
I would have killed him on the spot,
but Jacob a little more noble, leaving
the footprint of integrity of course,
incredible passage, Jacob worked
yet another seven years.
The
challenge in life is what will you
do with your Leah. Those unwanted
circumstances that stricture you
and hem you in. What will you do
with your Leah, those setbacks,
those unexpected failures? Jacob
discovered that Leah was not such
a bad bargain after all. It was
Leah, not Rachel, whom he buried
at the family sepulcher at Machpelah.
It was Leah, not Rachel, who gave
him Rubin, Levi, and Judah. Out
of whom came Moses, David, and Jesus
Christ.
Members
of the Class of 2003, leave your
footprints on the sands of time.
Live a life that matters. A life
that makes a difference. Leave that
footprint of integrity, leave that
footprint of excellence, and when
the storms of life rage, so persevere
so that you can cry out with the
poet;
I
want
to let
go but
I won't
let
go,
There are battles to fight,
By
day and by night,
for God and the right and I'll never let go.
I want to let go but I won't let go,
I'm sick tis true and weary and blue and
Worn through and through
But
I'll never let go.
I want to let go but I won't let go,
No I will not yield,
What,
lie down on the field,
And surrender my shield?
NO!
I'LL NEVER let go.
I want to let go but I won't let go,
May this be your song
Mist
legions of wrong,
O, God, keep you strong,
So
that you will
never ever let
go.
Peace. |