I play doubles tennis every Wednesday and Friday with a group of guys at the local tennis club. It’s always a ton of fun. Today, I took a small step—I asked one of them where he’d be celebrating Easter this weekend.
I wasn’t sure what to expect. He might be a Christian, a Christian in name only, or someone that openly and boldly rejects Christianity and religion in general. There was only one way to find out, so I asked. He said that he had family coming in and they’d be attending Mass on Saturday. I don’t know exactly where he stands with the Lord, but I do know this: he now knows that I celebrate Easter and where I go to church.
That’s something.
It’s a start.
I care about this man’s soul. Today is yet another reminder that I need to grow in boldness and continue to look for everyday moments where faith can show up. I want to be more of a risk-taker for our Lord.
If God can hang on a cross, surely I can, by his power, crucify my pride, quit caring what others may think, and share the good news more often.
Lord, help me.
Lord, help us.
Dr. BJ Condrey 
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