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I saw her at the park a few times. We made small talk as we shared the bench. But we had never spoken about God. Recipes, sure. Gossip, yes. A great sale on school snacks, most definitely. But mentioning God, faith, or church sounded too much like "evangelizing." Besides, Catholics don't do that, right?
Some friends and I were starting up a mom’s prayer group. The “stranger at the park” kept popping into my head. I mentioned it to one of my friends and she said, “Why don’t you ask her if she wants to join us?”
It made sense. Obviously God was nudging me to speak to this woman about our group. But did he honestly expect me to invite a stranger to come pray with me? I had known those other friends for years. We had shared retreats, deep conversations, the highs and lows of our faith journeys. And still, I had felt shy about inviting them to start this group. I couldn’t invite a stranger. Especially not one in my neighborhood. I’d be labeled for life!
I saw her the next day, and the next. Still, I could not bring myself…
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