To Alexis

You were not what I was expecting when I walked into the salon yesterday evening. You were young and glowingly pregnant with a smile, and surprisingly easy to talk to. When you started asking about my son and were wanting advice about being a stay at home mom, and how nervous you were about child care, I knew we had some things in common. I told you about a church based daycare and you said your boyfriend didn't want anything super religious. Yet you proceeded to ask me the name of the program the church provides. Knowing that you were still interested in the daycare got my attention. I should've asked you then, but I felt like it might be offensive to some people. That's the moment I realized, God really does make plans. I wanted to ask you if you considered yourself religious, but I was afraid. I am always afraid to ask that question. There were so many things that you were asking about motherhood and breastfeeding, and I was shocked you didn't know some of the things I told you. I could see that you were so well put together and brave, yet your eyes were so full of curiosity and wonder. It was perfect timing, and of course someone like me would miss it.

A lot of believers wake up in the morning and pray that God lets them help someone that day. And most of the time we dismiss the fact that we are the ones who actually need the lesson. So even though I have a hard time finding the right way and words to ask about your faith, why should I let myself miss the opportunity to witness to you? It might take some time, but maybe that's the point. Make an impression and try again. When I said to God that I know I missed my chance today, I heard Him say, "Why are you giving up?" 

Suffice it to say, your story didn't go unnoticed with me.
Women like you, Alexis, are the reason I blog.

"And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased." -Hebrews 13:16