the other part of this verse is more troublesome. the city makes it hard to know what is happening inwardly sometimes. the noise, the people, constant activity, survival...these are not conducive to the cultivating of an inner life. discipline has not been one of my hallmarks, so i have reflective moments but they seem to be while on the run.
i think there is a renewal occurring but it is not the tranquil, sunny, gooey kind. it's hard, gritty, revealing, painful, and beautiful all together. this city is a crucible. renewal has never been an easy process and something usually dies...but what you're left with is, by definition, new.
whatever crucible you're in right now, hang in there. you have good company and there is the promise of a tremendous hope, as well. :)