People always talk about how big cities are such "dark" places to live, but to me i see God all around this place. It's like the Love Actually opening quote – you just don't have to look that hard to find love here. I, personally, don't have to look that hard to find God here. So why would I go anywhere else?
Literally while I'm typing this I just passed a couple handing water bottles and apples to a homeless man on the street. And all around me there is art and sound and story and truth and I want to be a part of it all.
I just looked up on the subway and there's an adult man holding a teddy bear and a little girl giggling playing with her older brother. Does the love not outweigh the bad? Always? Isn't that the story we all cling to?
Thankful for the conversation I just had moments ago with Carson Walker about how it's uncool / hard to admit to being Christian (especially one from the South) when you're living in a city of cynics and you already have a heart that leans toward skepticism and a mind that leans toward critical thinking. And about what it was like for her to transition from a year post-grad that was similar to mine and then to find such encouraging church community & teachings here in the city. Hooray