Steve didn't have any nearby friends, or any family to call on. He was alone, and in need of a friend. So I started to visit. I helped Steve as much as I could. He was essentially a shut in, so I shopped for him, got to know him, helped him to keep his flat tidy. And I took every opportunity I had to share my faith; the truth of the gospel. And I prayed with him.
In the two or three months that we knew each other, we developed the start of a friendship. I don't know whether that made a difference in the end. But I tried.
And I learnt a lot about myself in the process.
Time is short. Take those opportunities where you can. Because they don't come around again...
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