Sunday, January 02, 2011

You just never know.

Some years ago a friend requested that I visit someone in the hospital who had contracted hepatitis from injecting drugs with a dirty needle. I didn't know Frank, had only met him once or twice in passing but we never spoke. I was told that he was a good person who had just made some serious mistakes with his life and needed a cheering up.

When I arrived at his hospital room he was in good spirits and while weakened from his disease he did not appear very ill. It was a time when I had just rediscovered my Christian faith and I told Frank about Jesus and told him he should pray. He received this message well and then we went on to have a good conversation about many odd things, laughing, joking and having a good time. He promised to be in touch when he was feeling better and I said I would visit him again if he were in the hospital next week.

A few days later I received word that Frank had died that evening, I was stunned and remain stunned to this day. I've never told this story to anyone before. Rest in peace Frank.


Wonder Woman said...

So right. You don't ever know. I was inspired to start blogging by the sister of a friend, who was unexpectedly killed in a car accident. I read over her blog, which lives on. Her blog name is Andante.

I'm not Christian, but am interested in your views. I've been browsing blogs, and yours piqued my interest, so I think I'll keep following it.

I'm an anonymous blogger, and I wish to keep my blogs separated from my life, kind of like a diary. Would enjoy a visit from you.

August Thurmer said...

Thank you for sharing this post with us. It seems that at times God brings people into our lives, some for a long time, while others for only moments. We touch the lives of those around us in so many ways that we are never privileged to know at times. You were faithful with this request and perhaps he came to know Jesus before he died.
For myself at times I have felt called to visit the sick in the hospital, I had to relinquish my shyness to his will and ask God to give me the words and boldness, if needed. I have come to realize that Jesus is the one who saves and I am his servant. Thank you for being willing to go see this man and witness to him. August Thurmer