I have a friend who has a terminal
illness. He’s also had great
successes, working as a minister of the gospel, leading many to Christ, serving
as the dean of a large college, and owning his own successful
He’s loved God and
hated God, and he’s had good reason to do both.
At the end of the day, I
believe he’d trade it all for a few friends who loved him well. Wouldn’t we all?
Why is it that we struggle so to find people we can share our deepest stuff with? Why do we run from people in pain instead of embracing them?
So many of the words that
we Christians are taught to say sound glib and hollow when said to someone in a
situation like my friend’s.
What would Jesus say to such a man? It’s past
midnight on the East Coast tonight, and I’m asking the Lord that question.
Here is the advice that a friend gave me:
“Be there. Hold his hand. Don’t feel the need to say anything profound, unless God
lays something specific on your heart. Maybe you can even talk about what he’s
going to get to experience before you – the joys of heaven and seeing our
What would you do?
For more on how to serve those passing away, check out: Helping Loved Ones Die Well