Help me out here.
Think about Dallas, Texas as often as possible as you go about your day.
Today may be a holiday for you. Or, maybe not.
I expect it is somehow a bit different from your normal day as we head into the Easter weekend. So, help me out and think about Dallas as often as you can.
This is one strange place, Dallas.
Think about it. The number of houses of worship in this city are matched only by the number of people who live on our streets.
Talk about disconnect.
On this Good Friday I'd have to say it's about time for a resurrection of civic heart and meaningful faith for all of us who call Dallas home.
Sad fact is, while some of us really have homes to call our own, far too many will curl up in the darkness of our streets tonight--48% will be women and children. Now there is a stat you won't read in any Chamber of Commerce publication!
Kinda hard to think about singing Hallelujah on Sunday given what we all know about tonight and the streets, don't you think? Sort of makes our songs sound a bit hollow, wouldn't you agree?
To help with your special Dallas meditation today, you may want to check out Zac Crain's essay in the most recent Dallas Observer
Zac, a very talented writer, does a fine job of describing our problem.
Like I say, do me a favor today. Think about Dallas.