Today, my best friend asked me if I knew Jesus! What?! Let's break this down. (this is more for my own sanity to make coherent points)
1. She could be oblivious. I wouldn't put it past her. :-) I can only say this, because I know she'll read this as soon as it is posted.... And she can laugh at herself. No harm. This is the best option for my own vanity.
2. on a subconscious level, I assumed she already knew. In this, I didn't bother to pound her over the head with my pitifully small knowledge of Bible-ness. It is, also, not an excuse to keep the good news to myself.
3. I could just be a terrible Christian. Is not our whole existence to worship God in a way that is set apart from the rest of the world? Is it not our job to exude godliness and love to every person and creature? Is it not our sole purpose on this earth to tell everyone about Jesus?! (the answer to these questions is obviously yes... That's why they are written rhetorically.) This, unfortunately, is where I'm failing miserably. :-( sad face.
To recap, in case anyone has any questions/doubt.... Yes, I know Jesus. Yes, I'm far from perfect. Yes, I like to complain. Yes, I stink at telling people what I believe. Yes, I have un-Christian friends. Yes, sometimes I settle for mediocrity.