“I just need something to get me through the holidays you know. The holidays are pretty tough on me since my husband died. I know you forgot, but just write something down on a piece of paper for me alright.”
“I didn’t forget Patty, I’ve just been trying to find the right verses.”
The irony of the situation does not escape me; I, who usually pursue others to introduce them to the love of Christ, was being pursued for an introduction to Christ. I’m ashamed to say it was a whole two weeks earlier, Patty and I stood outside my kids school waiting for it to be out. She’s a grandmother who was there to pick up her grandson Matthew. I was telling her about the bible and how encouraging and uplifting it is to read God’s words. She mentioned that she had a big one at home, when her father died it was one of the gifts they received for him. Patty said she has never opened the bible, I encouraged her to read it, “there is just a peace that comes from knowing who God is and what He expects from us.”
Now I look into her desperate eyes as she whispered these words to me. She had moved in very close so no one else could hear what she was saying.
“I’ll bring it for you tomorrow Patty, I promise.” Even as the words escaped my lips I realized how dangerous they were. What if tomorrow never comes for one of us, but it was too late – school’s out.
Before the Thanksgiving break (which was in fact the next day), I gave Patty a few passages of scriptures to get her started. Of course St. John 3:16 and Acts 2:38 were among them. Today I’ll talk with her and explain to her what it was that she read. As always, I request that you pray for Patty; and me, that God will give me boldness to reach out to the lost souls of our world.