When I was younger, just left home, and fresh to the field, I took some pride in living in the presence of sinners because I knew the life of Jesus, and his call for us to go out among them. After some years, I am slow to rush out with new friends or to trust people I don't know, or really to trust the heathen at all. But where is the balance?, sometimes I fear the heathen, and feel disgusted by the things they say, and the disgusting implications of things they say, and the fact that these things are quite normal in most peoples eyes. But I should not fear, but be holy in the midst of the unholy, be hot in the midst of the cold, and bold in the midst of the cowards. Learning now that being a foreigner is not so much about my citizenship.