Life in a Bubble

I never thought about it before. If I did, I guess I didn't give much attention to it. I've lived much of my life in a bubble. I grew up in a Christian home. I went to church camp. I ran around with friends who were also Christians. I went to a Bible college. I worked at church day cares. I directed a summer church camp. I went back to college at a Christian college. I've never tried cigarettes, I tried alcohol for the first time as an adult. I work at a school with mostly fellow Christians where it's common to hear the local Christian radio station playing and people share prayer requests.
Then I look at my recent summer job experiences. Last year I worked with some great people. I became friends with several. However, there and where I'm working this summer, I hear language like I've never heard before. Now, I've heard those words. I've even spoken some out of anger before. However, they're not a part of my vocabulary. To hear so many of them that an entire prime-time television show would be bleeped out because they're so frequent, is just shocking to my system. It's a rough environment for me. I'm trying to let my light shine. I just pray that the darkness I feel around me doesn't blow my light out. Please pray for me. I feel safe in my bubble. But I know God has once again placed me where He wants me "for such a time as this."