I Am Not Afraid

Sharon had always spent her summers in the country, riding her horse through open fields and wooded trails. She loved the beauty of broad valleys where the farmhouses hid beside brooks and tall trees. And where birds called to each other as they flew to secret places in the bushes. Sometimes, where she rode, she met strangers who talked kindly and admired her horse. Everywhere she saw the qualities of God expressed. She felt so happy and safe.

But one fall Sharon had to face a very different experience. She was going to school in New York City. She dreaded the closed-in feeling of tall buildings, the mobs of people, the bad things that were supposed to happen sometimes if you went out alone at night.

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