Thursday, March 27, 2008


Our neighbor was taken to the hospital this morning. I heard distant sirens and looked out my window to see approaching lights flashing. They stopped at the house next door. We have been blessed with AWESOME neighbors. This particular house has an elderly couple living in it. They spend hours upon hours in their yard and garden. Bill (the husband) has cancer and we've slowly seen his energy dwindle until we never see him leave the house anymore. But this was unexpected. The paramedics said that he had a cardiac arrest and it, "didn't look good." As Noah and I watched out of my bedroom window my heart was aching. I hurt for Bill's poor wife, who will soon be a widow. I was angry at myself for not being a better witness to them. I never mentioned my faith to them. And now it may be too late for Bill. If I had made the effort, the Lord may have used me to bring Him to Christ. So I guess this was a bit of a wake-up call. A reminder that witnessing by example is good, but we need to be brave and step out of our comfort zone and boldly witness to people. I realized just how broken hearted I would be if one of my dear relatives or friends died without once hearing the gospel from my lips. If I claim to be a Christian I need to do a better job in the witnessing department.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Don't be too hard on yourself, Molly. Just pray. I'll certainly be doing that.