The man next door
When I heard that Eric had cancer of the bowel, I felt very guilty. I had lived next-door to this 70-year-old man for seven-and-a-half years and never spoken to him of Christ.
Somehow it did not seem appropriate now to knock at his door and tell him he needed to be saved. How could I reach this dying man with the message of the gospel when I had done little over the years to show him God's love and had hardly ever prayed for him?