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Someone I know sort-of-well today asked me the two best questions in the world.
"You're a Christian, aren't you?"
...and...
"I was brought up a Christian, and I think I want to go back to it. What do I do?"
My friend and I had a long talk, and I'm so happy for my friend that I'm crying right now.
I've always known, intellectually, that it had to be awesome to be there when someone chose to join my faith, but as someone who doesn't think "tell the Good News" refers to trying to make other people convert (and who thinks if God wants them He can tell them Himself), I despaired of ever actually being there when such a thing happened.
Thank you, my friend, for sharing that with me today, and thank you Heavenly Father for that still, small whisper in my friend's ear, and for letting me be the person my friend approached to share that.
