Day 6: A Stranger

This is only 1 day late, although with the time it's technically 2.lol.

Dear Stranger,

I pass you on the street or in a car more often than I can count. I see you in all your different shapes and sizes, colors and patterns, yet I still neglect to say a word. I haven't the slightest idea who you are, but know that I wish the best for you and that God loves you. I wish I had the nerve to speak to you even if you have a terrible past. I long to know you, to help you, to tell you of the God I serve and love, but I can't bring myself to even look you in the eye. I'm sorry that I haven't the courage or the knowledge enough to teach you and enlighten you to know the true pure love that is Jesus Christ. I'm working on it, and maybe one day we can sit on the park bench and talk. You can tell me all about your past, and not be afraid that I'm going to expose you to the nearest gossip collumn, and I can help you work through your problems and past, and lead you into a bright and happy new future. And even though I know you'll never read this, it makes my soul happy with the new things to come. So dear stranger, may God bless you and watch out for you so that one day we will meet.
Sincerely Yours,
Mary