That being said, I do not like the constant worry that has been growing in my mind. A noise or a loud crash outside immediately makes me think that the worst possible thing imaginable is happening on the sidewalk outside. This worry has sparked an internal dialogue about whether worry is even justified. The pessimist in me says, "Yes, you have every reason to be suspicious and worried", while the optimist in me quietly reminds me that, "People are not as bad as you think."
I hope that as I spend more time in the city I will become more at ease in my surroundings. I really want to be able to look at a person, regardless of setting or situation, and see a beloved child of God.
I am not there yet.
But I am working on it, I am praying over it, and I know that one day I will get to the point where I see the light of God instead of the darkness of the world.
God's Peace.
CBG
