Sometimes when horrible things happen, truth and kindness emerge.
I’ve moved into an inner city community recently and so I’ve been doing a bit of exploring. So far I’ve been simultaneously appalled and moved several times. Appalled by some of the violence, wrong headed attitudes, smells, congestion, danger present and yet also moved by the sense of community, compassion, quirkiness, confidence and zest for life that oozes from the streets, cafes, parks and other public places.
My local shopping centre embodies the tension I feel. Continue reading Moving into “Murder Mall”; An Advent Reflection
