I love New York City.
Even though I never actually got to live in New York & probably never will, there is a part of me that is, and will always be, a New Yorker. I might not have received my daily mail at a NY address, but I breathed in the hussle and bussle of Times Square and the magic of Broadway and the breeze that gently caresses your skin as you sail across the bay on the Staten Island Ferry, and these things became a part of me. I read recently that New York City is like a real-life Pandora's Box ... once you open it, there's no turning back. It sweeps you off your feet and leaves you completely spell-bound with its cosmopolitan magic.
I never resided in New York, but I was a part of it. God may have called me to live somewhere else, miles & miles away, but NYC is forever in my heart and forever a part of my identity.
I love New York. I love New Yorkers. And today, I lift them both up in prayer as we remember.
xo
