My Husband Finds Jesus

You know how you can want something for someone so badly, but it's not possible for you to give it to them? That's how I felt when I thought about my husband and Jesus. He believed in a "God", but nothing else. Didn't believe in Jesus. Didn't believe in the Bible. I wanted so badly for him to come to Christ, but he needed to get there his own way.
One day I asked him what exactly he didn't believe about Jesus. Did he not believe a man existed named Jesus? Did he not believe Jesus could perform miracles? Did he not believe he rose from the grave? I thought maybe I could tackle his doubts one by one.
When he started thinking about it in those terms, he got a little thoughtful and said he'd get back to me. Boy did he! He came back to me a few days later and blew me away when he said he believed. He had researched Jesus, in his own way, and thought about it, and he believed! Yeh, that feather could've knocked me over!
My husband told me that he not only believed in Jesus, he wanted to be baptized. He had so many questions, too. Good questions. Well thought-out questions. Mostly, I didn't have the answers. I'd just taken my own first few steps, remember? Maybe we'll never have all the answers, but we have the most important one: Jesus is our savior. And every week, every day, that goes by, we learn more and more. And it's good.
And, as we both found out, Jesus is patient, and definitely works in mysterious ways.
That's the way it is, when you walk with Jesus.
You know something else we found out? When you take that walk with someone you love, it's ... well... indescribable.
Take the walk. It's so good.