Jesus loves you.

Today I was walking to the restroom in the office where I do undergraduate research. It should be noted that I get EXTREMELY bored while doing said "research" (I put that in quotes because I don't actually do research so much as I punch numbers from surveys into a computer database), and so I uses these little journeys to the bathroom to entertain myself. I force myself to wait until I'm so bored I can hardly stand it before I go to the bathroom. Sometimes, I count myself just to add a little extra excitement. Anyway, so today I was headed to the restroom. I kept seeing "WET PAINT" signs everywhere, so it didn't seem odd to me when a man in a paint suit started walking towards me in the hall. He was black with a white beard and kind eyes, very Morgan Freeman-y, and he walked right up to me and said, "Good afternoon, young lady." I smiled and responded appropriately, and then he said, "Can I tell you something? Now, this is very important so listen carefully." I told him to please tell me; he was making me a little nervous. He looked me dead in the eye, smiling from ear-to-ear, and said, "Jesus loves you." I'm still smiling just thinking about it. I thought that was really beautiful-- that boldness, that genuine love, that need to share something so important. I like to think that he challenges himself to say that to one person everyday, and that really inspires me. What if every person that loved Jesus told just one person that Jesus loves them, too? Not in a way that was scary, like the people that come to campus with their flame-adorned signs broadcasting "SINNERS GO TO HELL!" And not in a way that makes them feel uncomfortable or talked down to. Just a friendly passing on of a very important message: Jesus loves you.

I pray that I'm that bold.... that someone somewhere is inspired by me, that His light shines brightly through me.