Down Here

I'm reading Brian Walsh's book Beyond Homelessness; Christian Faith in a Culture of DisplacementAnd I came across this fragment of a poem by Bud Osbornsunshineon downtown east side sidewalksglows fresh crimsonlike rose petals fallenFrom ransacked gardens of the broken hearted

I visit the downtown east side of Vancouver every year, and spend time there with my urban monastic buddies from the 614 community (love you! Miss you!)DTES is blocks by six blocks approximately, housing 10,000 addicts.The poem rings true.But it could also be speaking of BartonFergusonHessShermanPray for your street tonight. That God will draw near to the broken hearted...