Creepy Feeling--Please Pray

As I was blogging, a good friend called. Apparently the police are chasing a man in my neighborhood. He was advising me to make sure that my house is locked up. We locked all the doors. We locked up our cars. I still feel creepy. As we hung up, my friend mentioned that the man being pursued is African-American. He mentioned praying for all African-American men who might happen to be innocently out in my community tonight. He's right. And I am. But the creepy feeling isn't going away, because we still live in a country where a person could be suspected of something he didn't do just because of the color of his skin.