This week we said goodbye to an old friend.

Well, she wasn’t old, age wise, but we had known her for a few years. She was my son’s good friend from high school. Over the years she was often at my house. She celebrated birthdays with us, went to dinner with us, and we were like family for a period of time.

She was always cheery, made us homemade Christmas cards, and would bring us treats for Christmas. She was a good friend to my son, especially in high school.

I was saddened to learn of her death at only age 23. She passed in her sleep. She was almost finished with college, had just started a podcast, and was starting a career baking desserts, and selling crafts on Etsy.

My heart grieves for her mom who she was so close to, and her brother.

As the funeral preparations started, I started thinking to myself, “Did she know Jesus?”

I couldn’t remember one time that she was at my house that I had a conversation with her about Jesus. I never told her that He died on the cross for her, or of His perfect love.

My heart grieved more. What kind of Christian am I that I can go to and from church, go to work, and not talk about Jesus.

It says in His word in Romans 10:7 “So faith comes by hearing, and hearing through the word of Christ.”

I think of so many people who are hurting in this world. I think about how I would feel if I didn’t know about God’s love for me and His forgiveness.

All I know is that I wish I could have shared Jesus’ perfect love for her, and will forever have this regret.

I’m praying for more boldness, and I pray that you too have the perfect opportunity to share of God’s love. Our world needs it.