I never thought I could share my faith in a meaningful way

My wife and I were attending the church in which we were married. We were quite active but at the same time quite un-invested both spiritually and emotionally. God started his work by giving Patti and I a house. After 6 months of my new commute (Mt. Airy to Lanham) I had had enough. In short order God stepped in with a job which ended up being the most life changing thing He has done for me short of salvation.

Most all of the friends that I have had in my life, especially the closest ones, have been non believers. I used to crave close male friendship with believers who would "get me," which if I am honest about it, can be tough as I tend to march to the beat of my own drum. The new job introduced me to a man named Eric, who through his own oddities "got me." The new job also re-introduced me to someone with whom I was already very familiar with, my brother-in-law. Through some odd contracting relationships I would be working with my brother-in-law on a daily basis, which ended up lasting for over 2 years. Admittedly I was not thrilled; as a matter of fact I was very apprehensive.
At this point, a few things had happened at our church that caused my wife and me to leave and start looking for another one. Eric, who had been the sounding board for some of my frustrations, invited us to come visit his church as a place of shelter while we searched. I got to know him much better once we visited SCCC the first time. I remember having long conversations about Christianity and how to be a light to the lost when we ourselves are so broken. I remember admitting to him in one specific conversation that I doubted I could ever share my faith with another person in a meaningful way. To this day Eric still snickers at me for that comment. Two days after having said that, I found my brother in law in his office reading a Bible with tears in his eyes. Not only was I ignorant of what God was doing in my life, I was ignorant of what He was doing in my brother-in-law's life. God had not only put me in this job so that I could work on this relationship, He put me in this job so that He could work on their relationship through me. Two days after I made my comment to Eric, I sat down with a Bible and was able to lead my brother-in-law to Christ. That night on my way home I pulled into a random parking lot and cried like a child. I had never experienced something so awesome and so uplifting. For the next few months the three of us got together weekly at lunch and had a small Bible study at work. I would have never ever even dreamed of such a thing happening 12 months prior. That’s ok, God did. God is good.