Broken Glass, Broken Hearts (short story) part 11

My sister had always been a Christian. She had told me about Jesus and encouraged me to read the bible and go to church with her. But I wasn't sure if I had ever actually become a Christian. To me, Christianity seemed like a nice idea, but I was never sure if I was ready to commit. But with Tyler, the happiest person I had ever met, telling me about his dark past and how God had shaped his life, I felt like becoming a Christian was more of a necessity than just an optional life choice.

I looked over at her as I pulled into the school parking lot. "You seem like you're thinking hard," I said. She smiled half-heartedly. "Well, that was a lot to take in, you know," she said with a shrug. I realized that I didn't know if Angela was a Christian or not. For a non Christian, that really would have been A LOT of information to take in. But as I sat there and looked at the cars in front of me, I realized that I was glad I had shared all of that with her. I was in love with her. She needed to know that stuff about me. And if she wasn't a Christian, maybe I could help her to become one. I didn't want to just try and convert her, but I felt so much for her. I couldn't imagine the person I was in love with having to face life without God. Even harder was to think of what would happen to her after life if she didn't become a Christian. I felt a sudden urge to get her to believe. I couldn't lose the one I loved.

Angela seemed spaced out for the  rest of the day. "Is there something wrong?" I whispered to her during lunch. She shook her head, "No...I'm...I'm just thinking." I bit my lip. "About what I told you?" I asked hopefully. She nodded. I started to smile, and then she turned to me and said, "My si- uh...someone I used to know was a Christian, I think. She tried to convince me...but I don't know if I ever became a  Christian." She looked very confused and dismayed, "How do you know if you're really a Christian?" I sucked in my breath. Did she want to become a Christian too? I hoped so. "If you believe that Jesus died to take away your sins, and you ask God to enter your heart, then you'll be a Christian," I said. Selena walked up with a tray of food and sat across from Angela and I. Her possy walked up behind her and sat on either side of her. "What are you guys talking about?" Selena asked as she stuck a straw into her juice. I hesitated, but Angela went right out ahead and said, "We're talking about Christianity." Selena almost spit out her juice. "Seriously?" she asked. Angela's eyebrows went up, "Is there something wrong with that?" Selena looked utterly surprised and confused. "Umm...no," she started to say, "Its just...not what I expected." Angela surprised everyone at the table when she said, "Are you a Christian Selena?" Even more surprising than Angela's question was Selena's response. She nodded. "Yea. I have been since I was five," she said. I couldn't believe it. "Really?" I asked. She smiled and nodded, "You didn't expect that either, did you?"Angela and I both shook our heads. Selena laughed, "Well I'm not making it up."

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