Sitting in our backyard enjoying the trees blowing in the nice cool breeze, you would think you were in a park. We even have a few squirrels that are almost eating out of our hands. God has blessed us with an awesome backyard filled with shade trees, green grass and flowers. It is where I like to spend my quiet time. That is until I hear the Police helicopter circling above. It is a perfect example of calm in the midst of the storm. Our little neighborhood is somewhat safe, other than the meth house down the street. There is only one way in and one way out which keeps the “criminals” away. Thank you, Lord. However, just two miles away it is riddled with gangs, murders, drug deals. We have a Walmart about five miles away. I feel like I’m in a different part of the world when I’m there. I am definitely a minority. It just goes to show that your mission field can be right where you are. While living up in Clovis, I blended right in. It never dawned on me that I was different from other shoppers. Now, I’m reminded every time I shop. It requires me to get out of my bubble. Unfortunately, I have to think about little things like wearing my purse and not just placing it in the basket. Or making sure I’m always looking around and being aware of my surroundings. That one is a struggle for me. However, I am thankful. As a believer, I am called to be set apart. I’m not supposed to just blend in. It’s easier to be a beacon of light in darkness. When you’re always surrounded by light then you might tend to just rely on the crowd to brighten the way. But when it is dark then you must be the one to lighten the darkness.