Recently, I have been bringing a brother in Christ to Church after he has stopped coming to Church for some time. This brother got a severe stroke and was hospitalized back in 2015 and was near fatal. It was a miracle he survived according to doctors but unfortunately he was paralyzed on his left side of his body and was greatly disappointed with what just has happened. He was a great guitar and bass player. In addition to that, he was on his way to get married after getting engaged the same year. The engagement did not last and he is now single... at home... and discouraged.
There were times where people tried to reach out to him and bring him to Church and was not successful. I myself have visited him quite a number of times to give him comfort and show that we still love him. As the months passed by, people stopped visiting him and just moved on in life and began to work with other people as this brother was still discouraged and full of questions why the bad things has happened to him.
The year is 2017 of the month of October... and I still had him in my mind... By this time, he has had a car accident too after trying to drive around the highway wanting to make an effort to do something independently on his own. I visited him again determined to bring him to Church.
We talked... He talked, I listened and I talked he listened... The conversation was about to end up the same way it has always ended up... But, some wisdom kicked in to me to say something different this time.
"I still remember you picked me up to Church when I was still learning to drive a car"
"I would be happy to see you at Church and I believe the Pastor would too."
I do understand that we go to Church in focus of Jesus Christ our risen Lord... But, something in that words were some wisdom in a human level relationship. A love between Christian brothers.