Emphasis Preaching Journal

The following story was told as part of a Palliative Care Volunteer Training Course. There was a man who no one in town seemed to know. He lived in a single room, in a run-down apartment building. His room was awful. Dirty clothes and dishes cluttered the floor. There was a single light bulb, without a shade, hanging from the ceiling. The curtains were always closed. The state of that man's room echoed his physical, mental, and spiritual condition. He was living in gloom, hopelessness, and despair. He didn't have a friend in the world. Then he got sick.