My prayer is always that God will give me chances to witness to people, and that I will see them and grab them and He will use me to speak what it is He wants me to speak.

Today, my prayer was the same: Help me to help people, God. Help me witness to them.
On my rowdy, loud, every-other-word-is-a-swear-word bus, God heard my prayers and opened up a wonderful chance for me to tell people about who God and Jesus really are, encourage people and witness to them. It was so amazing!
One of the people listening has been doing drugs since elementary school, and was wondering why, if God was so good and chose our paths for us, had he been on his path for so long? And where was his help? I told him God lays the path down for us, and we just need to choose the right path: the narrow road over the broad row. After I said these things he got quiet and thoughtful, saying, “I never thought of it like that.” I really feel like that hit him hard, right in the heart.
Another girl, somebody I love very much, stopped following God because she was so hurt by her church (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints). She felt accused and like she was going to hell because she wasn’t living up to their perfect standards whenever she drank something with caffeine in it (how silly). I told her God would never send you to hell for something like drinking a Starbucks (which should be a sin anyways, Starbucks is awful). That’s dumb. God does not expect you to be perfect, and He doesn’t expect you to be sinless and holy after you come to know Jesus; He expects you to love Him enough to want to glorify, honor and respect His Word, which lays out how you should strive to live. God will raise you up and purify you with the blood of Jesus, and that blood is enough to get out much worse stains than coffee.

Praise be to God, who is always faithful and always provides.