Ever felt like you were walking into a Norman
The cornfields were as green as could be in the setting sun. The birds were
still singing. The crickets were just beginning their evening concert. The
temperature was perfect.
I was in a little town called Wilmington.
I went there to pray for a city under siege.
This town voted the best small town in America back in 1995, is now under attack
by the gambling industry. A few casino
speculators and a world
champion poker player want to build a massive casino complex smack in the
middle of a Norman Rockwell painting.
It's just plain ugly to think about.
So a few of us stood on the ground and prayed, quietly, without fanfare or
The next day we met with about thirty city
They gathered together under a tent at the local greenhouse about a mile from
the casino property.
They had read the proposed
law that would bring a casino to their town. They had printed brochures and
were walking door-to-door to alert everyone in Wilmington of the danger.
They looked at the numbers and saw the raw deal.
They calculated the addiction statistics and realized that a few thousand of
their neighbors were going to get in real trouble with this casino. They have
decided it is time to fight.
Will thirty citizens in a little town called
Wilmington succeed against the casino barons?
Will others around the country rally to their cause and help?
Or will one of the best small towns in America
become one more notch on the belt of the casino industry?
The town and the people are real. The story is
true. You can learn more about Wilmington here.
Wilmington - August 5th, 2008