New York is a great street for walking, especially the island of Manhattan. It is difficult to stay lost for long as you will eventually come to one of two rivers or a major north, south street. There are still places where one should not spend a lot of time, however this still leaves miles and miles to explore.
As you walk, you can easily let the imagination run. Why did someone choose to build this type of home in this neighborhood? Did the city planners have any idea of how crazy the street layout is at this intersection? Is there any logic to the one-way streets? What was the business manager and planning commissioner thinking when they proposed approved this choice? Who lives here? Where do they shop in this area? Does anyone have kids and live here?
Certain areas and street conjure up dark images of danger and intrigue. Even though it is becoming trendy, the meatpacking district still carries the aura of brute men, course decisions, and organizations. The gentrification of the seaport is almost complete, and is as sterile and predictable as one might anticipate with the results. Wall Street has moved from quiet absence at night to a mix of business and expensive apartments, always slightly abuzz with people movement.
I am not sure where this leaves New York. Where is everyone going? What is the rush? I do know that “God hates…feet that race down a wicked track.” (Proverbs 6.16,18)
I can imagine an incredible range of possible paths in the city. I do know that many have no future or opportunity. I also know that several lead to destruction and harm. Choosing the right one for today is a prime responsibility each of us face. Most of the time, I try to ignore and avoid this decision. Each time I do I fall into the trap of “self”. Today, the sun is up, the springtime air is fresh and crisp, and the opportunity for making a decision is clear and plain.
God, help me with the courage to choose.
