an encouragement

Tonight I went out to eat at a jazz club downtown with 16 other LCC students (many U.S. study abroads and their roommates). I walked home with 3 of them, 2 who were escorting us since this is a place where mugging and assault takes place. (I asked Vilma, my roommate, about it later and she said it happens even more now because of the economic crisis.) When they dropped us off, one friend from Eastern University, James, asked how he could pray for us. I wanted to break down into tears of joy because this was such an honest guy who I've only known for 1 1/2 weeks and this was a breaking point for me. Rarely have friends who I've known for a long time and who share my love for Jesus rarely ask that. It was exactly what I needed someone to ask me.

I'm still amazed, so I can't really put this into words like I wanted to, but I just thought I'd share it.