I sat next to an old man today as he rested on a special hospital chair that tilts to a bed for him to have cataract surgery. He needed a ride to the outpatient client and surely a ride home. I wanted to be his chauffeur. He is my friend, Ray. He is 3 weeks from being 85 years old. He was being sedated, but he was still aware. I was quiet.
â€œAre you still there?â€ Ray asked suddenly and quietly.
â€œYes, I am still here,â€ I said. There was a pause.
â€œI love you,â€ he said.
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This is pastoring… Thank you, John, for the example and the exhortation to spend my time loving people.