There is a movement at Symphonic. It's a literal movement, an intentional movement springing from a spiritual movement, of families migrating into the city to become a part of the fabric of the community. To be the warp and woof in order to be the hands and feet of Jesus in the city. There are some amazing stories of families leaving the safety and security of the suburbs and becoming downwardly mobile (often moving into smaller places and selling furniture and possessions to do so) to bring about a grassroots movement of transformation, restoration, and renewal that begins on a personal level, walking hand-in-hand with those living in their community.
I plan to share some of these stories in the near future, but today I want to point you to Mair's story at Ragamuffin Diva. It stirred something in me. It was the kind of story that sticks with me and constantly gnaws at me throughout the day and provided a springboard for conversation in my home. Part 1 and Part 2.