Day# 6) A Stranger

Wow, so I've been skipping days. I'll write all mine up and catch up now, though.

Dear Stranger,
I see so many of you on a daily basis. I walk through the grocery market and see hordes of you. I look out over the beach and see you swimming in the water. I scan my pool, and you're jumping off the diving board.
The sad thing is, a lot of times when I watch, I'm sad because I know so many of you don't know Christ. But I don't do anything about it. I want to see you all in heaven, but I hide so many times behind me shell. It's wrong of me, and I apologize. I need to reach out to you.
Love, love, love,
Phoebe