The moving music of Dire Straits and some equally moving still shots depicting the emptiness of life in the midst of relational poverty. I look out on my City and see beauty, the world’s most liveable. But mixed up in all of that is pain and despair and a loss of hope. It moves me to tears and I think of the stories in the Bible about Jesus as He looked out over the crowds and was moved to compassion and as He watched over the city and He wept. What an incredible gift we have to give to the world but too often we are so lost in our own pettiness that we fail to love, to smile, to give. Shame!