True Friendship Late one evening, Zoe stopped by my office. Our conversation took a turn, and she questioned me about spiritual things. I was able to share my testimony and the gospel with her. Two hours later, she left. I sat in my office, eyes filled with tears, feeling like the whole reason I had moved to Boston was for that one conversation.
Friendships are like that.
They exist over time, change, and endure disappointment. That is the messiness and the joy of living in the world as a believer. But I still need to be a friend. And I need to trust God not only for her salvation, but also for how I will reflect the Father to her as salt and light. All rights reserved.