Five words.

"I don't believe in Jesus."

Seeking? Uncertain? Ambivalent?

I've lived within each of these stages of faith.

I understand them. I know them.

It all seems so natural and normal to me; part of a process.

But when I heard her say those five words...

When I heard her say, "I don't believe in Jesus," my heart dropped.

I can't quite describe how I felt in that moment, or why I felt it.

But it was a powerful feeling. A sorrowful one.

God, please help her see.

Five words.

“No one can come to me unless the father who sent me draws him…” 

-John 6:44