I was talking about the outside. Someone mentioned the “trashy” people with the dog that always wandered & it made me wonder if they were one of my neighbors, cept my dawg died a few years ago. My ex used to try to manipulate me, by telling me that people were talking about me behind my back. If people feel the need to look down their nose at someone, they can start with me. If instead, they wanna see what I’m saying & it causes them to examine their behaviour...
I have no doubt that He answers my prayers, but the answer has usually been “no Holly, you need this instead”. He has *always* been right, while me, not so much. ;o)
It's a street up behind us occupied by a few abandoned houses, one of which is a crack house, a couple of old folks who've been living there about 50 years, and a bunch of young thugs with pit bulls.
Periodically the police go in there and clean it all out, sixty days later they or their buddies are back.