Spiritual Warfare

I have a friend who is very fond of saying, (and I agree with him) that every person's life, no matter what they've been through, if put into print, could be a best selling novel. For me, the last 2 hours have been a story worthy of making it into that novel.

I got back from class right around three o'clock today and was about to sit down and do physics homework when I got a call from a friend of mine saying that there was a man comdemning people preaching a false Gospel on the quad. So instead of sitting down to do my homework, which would have ended up sitting around doing nothing, I went over to the quad to hear this and see what I could do to help fight the good fight. I was honestly unsure about what I could do other than pray, but my friend kept prodding me to talk, and I started talking after a time. It was good. The only problem is, nobody seems to believe in an absolute truth. That meant people weren't going to accept the message of Jesus Christ. I really can't even tell this story coherently, other than the idea that it was a powerful God experience for me. I got to see a friend of mine, Kim, get up and talk about love and the message that Jesus brought to us, the idea that he was and is love. I got to talk to some Muslims about their beliefs. It was interesting, because I still feel like there is something missing for them. As much as they might have going, maybe it's my bias, but I know they're missing something. I loved the idea to express my beliefs and have people of other backgrounds listen. I pray that God may just change those people's hearts so they will listen to what he has to say. I just want them to be able to know. There's not a lot I can put into words, print or spoken. It's hard for me to even communicate what has happened. I just hope God is all over the situation. Sorry to be vague and incomplete, I just had to tell somebody