I don't think you realize how much my heart breaks for you.
It used to be that every so often I would think of you and our few conversations, and shake my head at your disbelief, and maybe say a quick prayer. Or maybe I'd see some other atheist photo you liked on Facebook, and wish they all weren't so blatantly blind to the truth.
But now you seem to come to mind every time I hear a good sermon. Every time I get truth poured into me. (Like, yes, this weekend.) And sometimes you'll come to mind when I'm simply going about my daily routine.
So now, I pray for you every time that happens. I pray that your eyes will be opened and you'll stop wandering around in the dark, searching for something to fulfill you even though everything eventually fails. I pray that God will make you so lost without Him that you'll realize how much you need Him. I pray that He'll bring person after person into your life who will show you what a life devoted to Him looks like, because I can't see you in person.
I pray this for you all the time. And I refuse to lose faith that one day those prayers will be answered and you'll see the incredible life you've been missing.
It breaks my heart that you can't see it now.
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