Monday, February 24, 2003

I had an interesting experience on Saturday. I was at a prayer walking seminar at Asbury Seminary. As part of the day we had to actually do a prayerwalk. Two others went with me and we walked a street that I did not know even existed. It is a dead end on "the other side of the tracks" that is a predominantly african american neighborhood with a small baptist church and a small AME church. It was surreal. Wilmore is a small town with a culture defined by the 19th century holiness movement. A lot of times we do not even lock our doors. It is clean, quaint and safe. But this street was a lane full of run down homes - most (maybe all) of which had bars on the front door. I really do not know the story behind this neighborhood - but I couldn't help but wonder if the bars were a result of racial fears. As we stood in front of the AME church we looked behind it, across the RR tracks, and saw the back of the almost new seminary duplexes. Just a matter of yards from Asbury, a methodist school that emphasizes inclusion, was an African Methodist church. Why do we never hear about it? I am not ranting about this - just honestly curious. It could very well be that I just happen to have never heard about it. I've lived here 5 years and never knew about this neighborhood - so I don't have much room to talk. I wonder what the lives of those folks are like and what God sees when he looks into their homes?

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