Old friend, New sister

I heard from an old friend the other day. I say old because the last time I talked to her was in middle school. We continued high school together, but never spoke to one another there. That was probably my fault, but my memory is only as good as what I write down or what I had for breakfast today. If memory serves me right thou I was not the most popular, nor the most athletic, I wasn't the most beautiful or most likely to succeed. I didn't hang out with a lot of people outside of school, but got along with just about everyone during school. I was shocked when this person commented on face book and asked if she could pray for me! My curiosity was pricked. Not that she was a terrible person or some wicked vile criminal, but I knew she was not a believer (back in middle school anyway). Amazing how we hold on to our view of other people by what we knew of them years ago and think they are the same person now. I am ashamed to say I was not the testimony of Christ likeness that I should have been in my middle school days. This particular person commented that she remembers going to church with my family. That took me totally unaware. I don't remember it at all, but now she is speaking of things like her brother in law “going home to be with the Lord" and "finding hope in God!" I praise God for the work He has done in her life and that he uses us in spite of our failures. I am glad he has allowed me to see a small glimpse of the way my life has touched another whether I remember it or not. What joy this has stirred in my own heart and spurred me on to being committed to bring my kids friends to church any chance we get. And to remember that it is God who changes hearts, but allows us to be a part if we will but be obedient! We may not see the effects our lives may have on another for years to come, and maybe never will on this earth, but may that not be our motivator to live the life that God asks of us. May my life always be a testimony of His great love for us!