Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Fundamental Quiet

Poor people move in quiet ways that spotlights need, edgy hopelessness and resignation.

I've noticed it again and again.  The struggle to overcome the moment robs folks of voice, agency and hope.  Poverty poses an existential threat to those forced to battle it. 

Few choices emerge beyond daily struggle.  The struggle can seem crushing, sapping energy as well as voice from life after life. 

But poor folks walk on with rare exceptions in the quiet.  Loud voices represent a minority report.  Those determined to overcome, to persevere, save their energy by retreating into almost silent places.  The few boisterous voices signal at least the edges of mental illness and its extreme despair. 

Our large courtyard at the Opportunity Center serves as a laboratory for the study of quiet.  People sit and rest.  Or, they walk about without a sound.  Poverty produces voiceless life. 

Yet, I've noted  many times that when a person feels respected, the desire for conversation returns. Usually the words are found to tell a  personal story, as if even the appearance of appreciation unlocks a room for evaluating options and life once more. 

Still, the volume tends toward the lower settings, but voice can be rediscovered if others seek to hear and to learn out of basic respect for a fellow traveler. 

The silence can lead to deeper depression, unless someone comes seeking to hear the voices of others, extremely important voices. 

When respect interrupts the silence, hope returns. 

How do we take conversation to scale? 

Building spaces for cultivating respect inevitably leads to breaking the hard silence. 

Friday, March 25, 2011

Work--Part 1

What follows are case notes, three stories to be presented in three parts, about students who participated in CitySquare's Build4Success construction skill training program.  The difficulties folks face and the bravery them employ to create better lives keeps me going.  The pathway forward and upward seldom turns out to be built along a straight line!  But progress happens!

Sam Griffin – Sam has struggled with a number of issues since completing the Build4Success program in 2009. When he originally enrolled in B4S, he had been out of prison on parole only a few months after having served 17 years of a 45 year sentence for armed robbery. He got his driver’s license and then landed a job with Ed Bell Construction; after he went to work he was doing well. He saved enough to buy a truck (a deal through Ed Bell, they arranged for him to purchase one of the trucks their company was selling and he got a great deal from them). After working at Ed Bell for about 9 months, he was offered a better position with Azteca-Omega. The job at Azteca-Omega would provide him with benefits and training. He left his job at Ed Bell on the Friday before last Easter and was to start with Azteca-Omega on Monday following Easter (2010) when he was shot early Easter morning in the eye, it was a case of mistaken identity. I think most of us are somewhat familiar with Sam’s story surrounding the shooting but to refresh – Sam lost his eye. The CitySquare family rallied around Sam, even taking up a collection to help him out; Project Access worked with him getting his medical needs met, SWS helped him get moved out of a bad living situation in a bad part of town (he was forced to keep all his clothes in his truck so his brother wouldn’t steal them). CitySquare's Social Work Services (SWS) has helped Sam get into an apartment he found in the Junius Heights area and through donations he has been able to furnish it and SWS has helped him with his rent. Sam has endured several surgeries to repair damage to his eye socket and now has a prosthetic eye; he still suffers hearing loss as a result of the shooting. This past fall, Sam enrolled in the Path2Success course offered by WorkPaths and graduated in December just before Christmas. He has not been released to return to work yet but we anticipate that happening soon. My Sunday School class is going to purchase the hearing aids he needs, this should be the last step in being released to work. He will be part of the initial crew on the Habitat project in which CitySquare will be framing 50 new homes.

Through all of this, Sam has kept a positive outlook and has worked hard at recovering from his injuries, both physical and emotional. He has spoken at orientations about the opportunities afforded through WorkPaths training, he participated as an evaluator at tryouts, and most recently came to the DFW Education Center to talk to the current training class about ‘taking the course seriously’. He is very articulate and one of the other evaluators at tryouts told us he should be a motivational speaker. What he says comes from his heart. He is a great example of "hope."

Saturday, January 08, 2011

Dance!

We spend lots of time encouraging people who've forgotten how or never knew how to just dance! Go on, just dance! Don't sit it out!

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Images from above. . .

On Tuesday, January 4, 2011, a solar eclipse could be observed over most of the Middle East.  The images below come from msnbc.com. 

Amazing!



To see more images go here.

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

Headlines to hope for. . .2011

On New Year's Day, The Dallas Morning News' editorial board published a creative, lead opinion piece containing headlines the group hoped to see during the coming year. 

It got me thinking about news reports that I'd really like to read during 2011. 

How about you?  What stories would you hope to read? 

Here's my partial wish list of the news I hope and pray we can make together as a community over the next 12 months:

1.  State legislature crafts fully funded health and human services approach.

2.  Childrens' Health Insurance Program (CHIP) expands enrollment to cover 95% of eligible children statewide.

3.  Medicaid to include more robust mental health benefits for patients.

4.  Kidney dialysis funds found for Medicaid patients in Dallas County.

5.  Collin and Denton Counties fully fund residents who access care at Parkland.

6.  North Texas Food Bank receives record funding, lowers shared maintenance fees for partner food pantries.

7.  North Central Texas destined to become alternative, green energy capitol of U. S.--thousands of new jobs created for unemployed workers living in inner city neighborhoods.

8.  Dallas County provides green job work skills training to 5,000 workers.

9.  Business tax credits established in state for green energy projects.

10.  DART bond funds major expansion of light rail system across region.

11.  City steps up, affordable housing development for poor and formerly homeless to set records through 2015.

12.  Homelessness cut by 50% thanks to community coordination and council leadership.

13.  DISD adopts principal as CEO management plan, hundreds of mid-level, non-campus positions eliminated.

14.  Community health workers drive improvement in diabetes and obesity among youth.

15.  D.R.E.A.M. Act signed into law by President Obama!

16.  Faith communities ban together to battle poverty in Dallas--plans include new approaches to service, lobbying and educating memberships

17.  Teen pregnancy drops sharply in 2011

18.  Average wage rises among low-income, working residents

19.  Reading scores soar as schools and parents craft creative new learning partnerships

20.  Texas Rangers win team's first World Series in six games!

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Someday

No matter from where we've come. . .

No matter our culture, background, ethnicity or status. . .

We share basic aspirations. . .common pains. . .similar fears. . .predictable defeats, no matter who we are. 

Not long ago I heard Ol' Possum, George Jones hammering away on his classic tune, "Someday My Day Will Come." 

As I listened, it struck me that the lyrics, not so much the melody or the style, but the message could be applied almost universally to us all. 

Listen and see if you agree.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Check out our latest e-magazine. . .

Take a moment for an inside reality tour of Central Dallas Ministries here.

Hunger, health, housing and hope--all these mission targets focus our work.

Reactions welcome!

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Sunday, November 16, 2008

"It's A New Day"

Regardless what your political worldview might be, you have to admit that the selection of Senator Barack Obama as our 44th President set off a cultural, emotional, celebratory, social shift of tectonic proportions.

Those of us who are white likely will never fully appreciate what's back of the continuing public displays of emotion, hope, celebration and pure joy.

But, we can try, and in this new opportunity to try, we may discover a phenomenal basis for the growth of community and real progress in pursuing racial reconciliation.

In this same spirit, I just had to share this one from YouTube! Check it out here.

Reactions?

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Worldview: Judgment vs Hope

Beginning assumptions often determine results and outcomes.

This is especially true when it comes to how we decide to regard people.

When I begin with a worldview defined and informed by the categories and parameters of judgment, I quickly head in a direction that expects very little of others in their current state and assumes the necessity of my presence to affect the much needed change that I find so obvious.

Such a perspective creates the illusion that occupy a position of superiority, power and dominance. While shrouded in the false nobility of moral obligation, a worldview dominated by judgment cuts me off from authentic relationships. Such a stance weakens and, ultimately, destroys community.

If on the other hand, I enter every relationship as a fellow traveler involved in a quest for hope, the outcomes turn in a completely different direction.

Assuming the position of peer, partner and prospector, I now can join others in the quest for hope and the renewal it always delivers. The honest seeking of hope frees me to approach others with high regard and limitless expectations as they face their own futures.

At the same time, hope allows me to reach out to fellow travelers for help, assistance and partnerships. Freed from the undue sense of being a "required presence," I can find the space I need to fall naturally into unexpected, but vastly rewarding friendships and connections.

In the process, community is strengthened and given new life to see the beneficial cycle repeated again and again.

Judgment versus hope.

I've seen this choice worked out often over the last 14 years in the city.

The direction we choose, the worldview we adopt will determine our ultimate destiny and destination, as well as our practice.

What has been your experience?

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

Hymns and Words

Maybe it's my increasingly advanced age or, possibly, just impatience, but the words of the hymns sung in church become more important to me as time passes. I suppose that I've grown weary of what one young friend of mine calls "happy clappy church songs."

Take these lyrics from Brian Wren circa 1968. He calls it "Christ Is Alive." Here are verses 3-5 of the Eastertide hymn:

Not throned afar, remotely high,
Untouched, unmoved by human pains,
But daily, in the midst of life, our Savior
In the God-head reigns.

In every insult, rift and war,
Where color scorn or wealth divide,
He suffers still, yet loves the more, and lives,
Though ever crucified.

Christ is alive, and comes to bring
Good news to this and every age,
Til earth and all creation ring
With joy, with justice, love and praise.

I can carry that hope into Monday!

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Value proposition #1

For years now here at Central Dallas Ministries (CDM), we have operated with a number of philosophical principles in mind as we do our work. I think it is a very good exercise to revisit these principles from time to time in a very deliberate and intentional manner. At the request of a team member here, I will be posting on these "corporate values" over the next few weeks.

CDM Value Proposition #1: We believe in the ability of people to solve their own problems when given access to opportunity and resources.

One lesson I've learned well across the years is that low-income people are not stupid, lazy or lacking in creativity or native skills. In fact, I've observed that stupidity, laziness and a lack of creativity or skill are personal characteristics that are spread across the entire socio-economic continuum at about the same depth. To use a familiar term from my neighborhood, no one group of people has a monopoly on being "sorry."

A corollary lesson is equally clear to me: people don't need me as much as I sometimes think they do. What people really need is not help so much as hope. Hope comes with fair access to opportunity and resources for living.

People need to play on a level playing field. People need respect. People need friendship. We all need an occasional round of applause. People need entree and introductions and positive recommendations/references.

So many stories come to mind just here.

I remember years ago a woman came to our Resource Center with an electric bill that needed to be paid. We were out of funds at the time. The volunteer from our community who visited with her informed her that we had no funds available.

But, she made a suggestion to the woman. She told her to go to our little Thrift Store in the back of our building and take advantage of the big sale that was underway. At the time you could buy a large garbage bag of clothing for $1.00--all the clothes you could stuff into a bag! Our volunteer counselor, herself a poor woman, went on to suggest a yard sale to help raise the needed funds.

As I recall, the woman with the utility bill had $4.00. She bought four bags of clothing. She took the used clothes home, washed and ironed them and organized a yard sale at her house. About two weeks later she returned to report the outcome of her venture to the person who gave her the idea. The sale had produced more than enough to cover the $80.00 utility bill. The neighbor with the now paid bill was ecstatic. Before she left, she purchased more clothing!

This woman didn't need us to help her pay the bill really. What she really needed was a plan that she could execute successfully. Our counselor understood that.

Across the years we have employed men and women from our community to work in various positions from Community Health Services to the After School Academy to the Resource Center to the LAW Center to General Administration. Relatively unskilled, heretofore low-income workers fill important positions here at CDM.

Access to opportunity is the key, not being "helped."

We've observed the same phenomenon recently among our Destination Home participants. These are men and women who move from the streets of Dallas directly into decent, high-quality housing that we provide. Certainly, we are providing these great folks a bit of a "hand up," but they in turn are partnering with us to create a workable, healthy community.

We've seen it among the students we train in construction and hazmat remediation skills for the building trades. We've noticed it in our SAT prep classes for high school students, as well as in our scholarship programs.

In short, people don't need me as much as I might like to think. What they need is a chance.

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Thursday, January 24, 2008

Hope in the face of challenge

Looking for a bit of inspiration drawn from the real world of a tough inner-city neighborhood?

Take just a minute to check out this link and go to the entry for Wednesday, January 23, 2008:

http://janetmorrison.blogspot.com/.

I predict reading about the work being done in arguably the toughest neighborhood in Dallas will lift your heart.

After you've seen it, tell me if I'm right or not.

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Thursday, January 17, 2008

Sorrow

Several years ago an old lady who has lived inner city South Dallas for most of her long life told me something I'll likely never forget.

Somehow the subject of grief came up.

If I remember correctly, someone in the community whom we both knew had passed away. As we spoke about loss and the pain that attends it, this woman said, "Oh, brother Larry, we carry our grief in buckets around here. Everybody has lost so much along the way."

As I probed a bit deeper as to what she meant, she went on to remind me that loss loomed large and everywhere in her part of the city.

Lost: Jobs, mates, parents, children, siblings, health, homes, stores, schools, security, services, justice, hope. . . .

Her list trailed off, but seemed endless.

Some losses were all about death, violence, and crime.

Others related to the giant holes existing in the community's ability to simply live securely and to care for itself.

As she told me about the grief of her community and how much everyone carried, we fell silent for a long while.

Then, she said, "We just have to carry so much, so much."

All I could think to say was, "I'm so sorry."

All I could think to do was to give her a hug.

Sorrow is a burden, especially when there's so much of it.


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Sunday, January 13, 2008

birthday

Strange, this game,
Riding the blue-green spinning orb
Around a giant globe of fire;
No problem staying aboard,
But the meaning, that's another matter!

Much has happened here,
Long before my turn;
Preserved bits and pieces
Of the curious story remain for reflection,
Only adding to the mystery.

My place in it all
Seems so amusing, small,
At times devoid of meaning,
Purpose darts about and flees, leading me
To the here and now of things.

Strange, familiar aloneness
Covers the days, not the only choice,
For all seek meaning like that
Uncovered in another's
Voice and pain and hope.

We ride on,
Spinning around the fire,
On the way toward deeper mystery,
Counting days and learning names,
Holding on to love.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

3 wishes

As I age, the wisdom, joy and hope of children become more essential in my life and experience.

My 5-year-old granddaughter, Gracie, spent some time with me over the New Year's weekend. Hard to believe it's 2008. How do we make it through the year ahead?

At one point during her visit, Gracie and I were alone--actually hiding from her mom trying to extend our time together!--and the subject of what she wished for came up.

"Gracie, if you had three wishes, what would you wish," I asked her.

"That's easy, granddad," she replied.

Quickly, she reeled off her top three wishes for me.

"First, I wish unicorns were real.

"I wish birds would come to you.

"And, last, I wish that whatever I wished for would come true," she told me.

No fool, my Gracie!

Maybe I find just what I need for 2008 in her short list of wishes.

One part magic and mystery. Everyone has to embrace the hope and possibility of myth to survive this world, at least it seems so to me.

One part harmony with the simple, but uncontrollable things of life. Something as beautiful and free as a bird really should come to you when you call, especially when you intend no harm to the natural order, but desire only to know it more completely. For Gracie all things living are intriguing and filled with sheer wonder. She just wants a closer look! Me too.

One part impossibility, at least alone. No one can have every wish come true. But it is clear to me, after spending an afternoon with my granddaughter, that we'll come closer to realizing the really important dreams if we stick together. What works for families also works for communities of people.

Three little wishes that bring all of life into better focus.

I'm wishing for more time with Gracie, Wyatt and Owen during my New Year!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

"Black Swans" and community


What we are up to here in inner city Dallas is the pursuit of a “Black Swan,” to use the term made famous by Nassim Nicholas Taleb, author of the best-selling book, The Black Swan: The Impact of the Highly Improbable.

Taleb’s study of the strange world of truth and probability takes its title from the world of birds.

Until the discovery of Australia, Europeans were convinced that all swans were white. This Old World belief was based on observation and empirical evidence. All swans were white. . .until black swans were seen on the new continent.

The concern of the book is not bird watching, but to demonstrate the “fragility of our knowledge” drawn both from personal observation and firsthand experience.

The book is a must read, at least in my view.

So, back to our pursuit of “Black Swans.”

Every day we pursue what is usually seen by others as the improbable.

We believe that communities can experience significant breakthroughs that contain the potential to change just about everything. We believe in people and their capacity, no matter if they are trapped in poverty. We believe that inner city youth who grow up in very low-income neighborhoods can go to college. We believe public health outcomes can improve as community connectivity and leadership improves. We believe poor people can make significant contributions to the improvement of life in our communities. We believe that mixed income neighborhoods and development plans are better than economically segregated neighborhoods with their exclusionary approaches.

We believe strongly in all sorts of possibilities that more normal people, living in more routine circumstances would surely consider "long shots."

As a result, we think differently about just about everything around here. From education, to housing, to banking, to work, to spirituality, to what is ultimately most important.

I suppose this explains my affinity to a section of Taleb’s book dealing with community. Here’s part of what he believes about the importance of groups:

We are local animals, interested in our immediate neighborhood—even if people far away consider us total idiots. Those homo sapiens are abstract and remote and we don't care about them because we do not run into them in elevators or make eye contact with them. Our shallowness can sometimes work for us.

It may be a banality that we need others for many things, but we need them far more than we realize, particularly for dignity and respect. Indeed, we have very few historical records of people who have achieved anything extraordinary without such peer validation—but we have the freedom to choose our peers. If we look at the history of ideas, we see schools of thought occasionally forming, producing unusual work unpopular outside the school. . . . A school allows someone with unusual ideas with the remote possibility of a payoff to find company and create a microcosm insulated from others. The members of the group can be ostracized together—which is better than being ostracized alone.

If you engage in a Black Swan—dependent activity, it is better to be part of a group.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Unity and the hopeless

Anyone thought of New Orleans lately? You remember, right? That city that blew away and then drowned?

You want to know the ugly truth?

Not much has happened there since the storm two years ago.

What is true of the city as a whole is even more evident among the poor--those hit hardest, both before and after the storm's arrival.

Anyone surprised?

Where is the national uprising for New Orleans? Where the outcry for a unified national response?

I kept hoping that the President would appoint a Czar for the rebuilding of the Crescent City.

It is not to be, I suppose, what with us on our way to spending a trillion dollars on a war half-way around the globe.

Duncan Murrell published an amazing essay in Harper's Magazine (July 2007, pages 35-51), "In the Year of the Storm," that chronicles his life in the city following the tragedy of Katrina.

Murrell's work is fascinating, inspirational and frightening all at once. Everyone who cares about New Orleans should read it. Murrell's insights are instructive about this one American city laboring under the burden of this particular natural disaster and the public neglect that preceded and followed it.

But there is more here. Murrell's insights speak to and about sections of every American urban community today.

Take for example what he writes as he describes a parade of local "marching societies," a New Orleans tradition:

"What's left is a second line, forming up in front of the church. Brass bands tune up, the old men of the social and pleasure clubs straighten themselves, and the rest fall in behind, shouting out to old friends and hugging the necks of family back for a time from Atlanta and Memphis. It's no ordinary second line, either, but a city-wide summit of neighborhood marching societies and brass bands parading for unity. Unity, that state of grace known by few yet expected of the hopeless."

It is true, you know.

We expect so much of the people who have the least.

We expect the poorest, those most pushed down and away and to the sides of our society to be untied in an unshakable hope that "things will work out alright eventually" or in the end. If they will only keep believing, keep trusting, keep praying, keep working hard and behaving properly, then just maybe things will turn around.

Ironically, and tragically, the poor aren't nearly united enough around the forces and the decisions that could actually birth legitimate hope, authentic renewal and a new day for the great urban areas of this nation. Something at work in the way power plays out in cities usually prevents any genuine "uniting" or organizing for effective, systemic change among the urban "have nots."

I know one thing. If and when this new brand of unity arrives, a city like New Orleans will not be neglected or ignored ever again.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

"A loner"

Cho Seung-Hui, the gunman who snuffed out 32 promising young lives before taking his own in a fit of insane violence Monday at Virginia Tech, is now being described by university officials and fellow students as "a loner."

No doubt, this story has many dimensions and will turn out to be complex beyond complete understanding. Already we are learning of his anger, violent writing and bizarre social behavior. Obviously, this young man was extremely troubled and in need of specialized professional attention.

One observation about him stands out to me.

"A loner."

The purpose of community building and community development is to see that everyone has a chance to be connected in a meaningful, enduring manner to at least a few other people. From what I'm reading and hearing, Cho Seung-Hui had many opportunities to realize a connection to the Virginia Tech community, but he was too unstable and disturbed to take advantage of these options. The results, of course, have been beyond tragic.

We continue to grieve with the entire university community. It works that way among people who know and understand the power and importance of human connectedness. A blow to one strong community can be felt by others who enjoy and are working on building community together.

Building community must remain our clear mission, informing everything we do in the city.

Our work cannot be just about charity or compassion or "helping" people. It cannot be fundamentally about providing people volunteer opportunities. The basis of what we seek to accomplish is fundamentally not about feeding people, housing people, healing people or educating people.

We must go further.

While we may decide to use activities like these to do part of our work, and while such actions often will prove necessary, our goal must always be to connect people to one another for improved well being and for the experience of authentic, human community.

Our call is to eliminate "loners." We aim to omit isolation.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Virginia Tech


The entire Virginia Tech community fills my mind and heart this morning.

The inexplicable massacre that took place in Blacksburg yesterday morning defies comprehension.

Thirty-three deaths, including the gunman who took his own life, and many injuries. . . .

So many questions.

Why?

Why these students?

Why murder completely innocent people?

How could this happen?

One of the weapons used in the disaster was purchased just last week.

Obviously, the shooter, apparently a Virginia Tech student, was deranged, apparently troubled over a failed relationship.

Did he have no friends? No support? No community?

There are no answers. I expect that for many questions there will never be answers.

Identifying with the students and their families comes easy this morning. I've been thinking of my own children and my grandchildren. Classroom and universities should be places of hope and opportunity and freedom, not chained chambers of death. Devastating.

Pray for the community at Virginia Tech today. Pray for the students who were injured. Pray for the families who lost children and brothers and sisters.

Pray for hope to survive in every life. Pray for your community and every member of it.