I'm getting ready to go on an a weekend trip to check off a few more states on my list. I'm going to visit my aunt in Las Vegas for a few days, and we're taking a side trip to the Hoover Dam and the Grand Canyon. Check and check!
As I'm packing and cleaning before leaving, I'm thinking about the monikers we give to our cities and what significance they might have.
LA - City of Angels
NYC - Empire City
Vegas - City of Sin
Pittsburgh - Steel City
Detroit - Motor City
Chicago - Windy City
What truth do they hold about the people who live there and/or the people that pass through? It makes me giggle a little to think that the City of Sin lies in such close proximity to the City of Angels. Perfect for those weekend getaways to blow off steam. We've created something of a sacred geography in this country that fascinates me endlessly.
I've never actually visited Las Vegas before, and I'm trying to withhold judgment, but I've a sneaking suspicion that it won't be my very favorite of the great American cities. I guess I'll be looking to see what kind of things God is up to in Sin City, or if there's room for Him at all. It very well might be that because that city needs Him the most, I might unexpectedly find His work in the cracks between the concrete.
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