Beautiful things.

I was walking home from work, almost to the door of our apartment building, when I saw Diana stepping out of the bakery.  We're not close -- we go to the same church and are friendly, but we don't actually know each other well -- and yet she walked over to me, beaming.

We greeted each other, and I asked her why she was looking so cheery.

"I've been reading the stories in the Bible of Jesus," she said to me, blushing and looking at the ground shyly.  "And I think I am falling in love with him."

It was lovely.  Diana, a shy and single woman who suffers from a serious skin condition, doesn't smile often, and when she does it's usually fleeting.  But here she was, grinning, her eyes sparkling, as she talked about her Savior.

Beautiful things.