A Different Beat

"Look at that guy, Mom," said Raelyn as she and her mother waited at a red traffic light. "He's practically dancing down the street instead of walking! He sure looks funny with his head bobbing back and forth like that."

Mom smiled when she looked in the direction Raelyn pointed. "I think he's listening to music," she said. "See his headphones?"

"Yeah," replied Raelyn, "and he's walking to the beat of the music he's hearing, isn't he?"

"That's how it looks to me," agreed Mom, "and that could be dangerous. He doesn't seem to be paying attention to what's going on around him." The traffic light changed, and Mom drove forward. "That man reminds me of our walk as Christians in this world," she added.

Raelyn gave her mother a puzzled glance. "I know it's dangerous to be a Christian in some countries," said Raelyn, "but it's not dangerous here, is it?"

"Well, I didn't mean it was dangerous, though you're right, that is the case in some places," said Mom. "I was just thinking that when