A Quandary

Today I shared my beliefs with someone. This individual has never asked for my opinion before, nor did he this time, but he expressed concern over a topic that to me is so plain and precious, I felt to simply share with him what I know. It's funny, from my first meeting this gentleman, I've had a sweet feeling about him, as if somehow I know he is waiting to understand simple truths once known and cherished and now lost to him, but even he doesn't know it at this time. I've no idea what he thinks of my words, nor do I expect to hear from him concerning them, in fact as I write this, I have a feeling I will not hear from him again. And this is my quandary - by speaking as I have, I fear I may have lost his friendship, yet how could I not take the chance of offering to him the pure and simple understanding he was seeking? At first I hesitated, though the feeling was strong within me and as I prayed in my heart I almost heard - "Go ahead and just tell him. He may not want to hear it, but then again, he may." One thing I do know, is that I felt an impression, a stirring in my heart as I read of his concern, even worry, and I knew that I had the answer, and could simply offer it to him.