Short post.
I am the only one in my family that is saved (meaning I have put my trust in Jesus's death and resurrection as payment for my sins). I used to try to witness to my family but backed off.
I've been praying a lot for them. My parents are getting old. I love them tremendously. If they died without Jesus it would wreck me. So maybe out of that selfish motive I emailed them a short email last night, telling them again about putting their faith in Jesus will guarantee their eternity, and then I wouldn't have to worry anymore.
It fell on deaf ears (at least, for now). My father told me to get a grip, that I scare him sometimes. Both answered with kind of vague God is love answers.
I don't cry much. But I did a little bit then. And I do whenever I think of them and their eternity.
