After the Superbowl, conversation turned toward spiritual matters, and my friend shared more about her upbringing on the fringes of the Catholic church and then the evangelical church throughout college. She shared things that turned her off of organized religion but admitted that she did believe there was a higher power. I was able to agree with her on the brokenness she’d seen, pointing back to the Bible’s response to those things, which she had already alluded to knowing. Mostly though I was listening, praying for her, and thanking God for showing me that she’s much more open than I initially would’ve thought. (And thanking Him that He helped her feel comfortable enough to say those things to me.)
