A Glimmer of Hope-Standing in The Way of Progress

Hi, I didn't realize how potent words can be. I should have. I do feel a bit guilty about all the fuss that I've been making...yet I just can't stop. I see that glimmer of hope. Someone besides me wants to preserve our history for future generations. I hear a lot about how many historical locations are really struggling right now. Some are saying that history is not important. They see only the dollar signs and not the reality.

Yes, I know that I'm standing in the way of progress. I admit that freely. Some progress is good. A updated renovation of a historic building is progress. A complete and total degradation of a vital community center isn't. Last week I lamented the fact that four old buildings would be demolished to place a gas station and convenience store on the site. I found out that it is worse than that. The whole community center would be affected dramatically....and not in a good way.

I know that I'm not the only one that feels this way. It made me feel a bit better about the situation. I know that I have a lot of work to do. Frankly in some ways I'm glad to do it because of that glimmer of hope. I know that I'm not alone. I know that there is a way out of this. I know that there is still the very real possibility that the area will be lost forever.

That makes a difference. The Lord works through me. He is the one that placed this passion to preserve history in my heart. He knows me right well and my weakness. He knows my financial needs and is even now setting things in motion for me. I have to believe this. I do need prayer and support from everyone in my community and beyond.