What the heck is my problem?

I feel like I am visiting an old friend. It's been so long since I've written. I have so many things going through my head right now that I don't even know where to begin.

I was talking to a very distressed woman on the plane yesterday and she was telling me about all of her problems. She is on antidepressants and sleeping medication and going to a therapist. When I shared the events of my life, especially of the past six months she asked me what I was taking. At that moment I realized how blessed I really am! The Lord has brought me up out of an horrible pit and set my feet upon a rock!! Oh...my...g-o-o-d-n-e-s-s!!! The realization that He cares about little insignificant me is amazing and frightening at the same time. Please don't think, that I think, I'm something special. My hope is that I will take what I have been given and learned and apply it properly. I feel a huge sense of responsibility and accountability. I only want to share what I have been given. That is the sad part. I gave that woman all the tools I have used such as exercise, school, herbal remedies, church, family and friends but I never told her it was God that gave me the wisdom and strength. I feel ashamed of myself. Why is it so hard to tell a complete stranger about God? I'm not ashamed when I KNOW the other person shares my beliefs but when I'm not sure I don't mention Him at all. That makes me a coward! You know what...I'm sick of being a coward! I also don't want to be one of those door knocking, high pressure, repeat these words and your a Christian finatics or one of those holy roller Jesus freaks! I want to be the kind of person that people can see Jesus in me even when I'm not speaking but when the time is appropriate, not be ashamed to share what He has done for me. Again, that old familiar word balance comes to mind. I also need to stop over analyzing people and just share my experience. I guess I need to just be myself and quit worrying about being liked or disliked. That's what it really boils down to is acceptance or rejection. Nobody likes to be rejected because it's painful. Isn't that weird how something intangible from someone we don't even know and possibly don't even like can hurt us. How stupid does that make me?