Among the Gentiles
My stepson is a serious Christian of three years, before which he hung out with a group of three or four friends who might be gently described as unsavory. Sexually promiscuous, contemptuous of religion, and heavy drinkers, the last which I can't hold against them.
He finds himself increasingly wanting nothing to do with them but knows that we needs to be out in the world, as salt. And so he went to play poker with them tonight, God bless him, and asked that I pray for him. He simply wants to still be present to them, although he recognizes that he becomes like them when he's with them. I do think his presence in some way manifests Christ even if it is not outwardly apparent. I have mixed emotions; part of me tells him to flee bad companions and the other part says otherwise.
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