I’m guessing she was about 16 years old. She was accompanied by a woman in her 40’s as she approached my product table after a presentation not too long ago. She was quiet, reserved – almost afraid. She wasn’t avoiding eye contact, but certainly not comfortable with it either.
The older of the two women started the conversation. Jane (not her real name) really wanted to come talk to you. She’s not a Christian. She was really touched by what you talked about and felt like she needed to talk to you. The she turned and walked away. (Truthfully – this surprised me a bit.)
The nearly-trembling, young lady finally spoke. I have only come to this church two times. The first time was last week. I was so afraid I just wanted to run out of there. But I came back. And what you said really made sense. The Bible made sense. I’m not afraid anymore. (Tears were slowly winding their way down her cheeks at this point.) I really want to find out how to know God more. I need to. And I just wanted you to know that and say ‘thank you.’
She hugged me. And then she left. I stood there, consumed with the beautiful, humbling, speech-stealing feeling that comes from knowing that the Holy Spirit has touched another person through you.
I am renewed. This is why I do what I do.