"Well,
when I was in BC, there was an older gentleman who became one of my
best friends. He was a nurse his whole life and loved helping people.
Despite his service, his family didn't communicate with him and he
hardly had any friends. He didn't have any legs, but he still did
mostly everything by himself. We had an instantaneous bond and we
completely trusted each other. He called me half pint because my
companion was 6 foot 6 and I am only 5 foot 6. We tried to visit him as
much as possible, but his health was declining. He had major heart
problems and diabetes. He was a heavy smoker and the infection in his
legs was getting worse. I loved this man and would do anything for him.
He had a hard life and if you didn't know him, he would be very gruff.
He could make a new missionary cry. Despite his physical and
emotional pain, he wanted to feel peace from God. He prayed with us,
read scriptures, and attended activities when he could. This man
changed my life, and he found hope through prayer to help him push
forward. I was able to visit him about a year after I had left that
area. I cannot explain the joy we both felt to sit and talk and catch
up. We helped each other through hard times and he gave me great advice
for my future. He told me to always push forward and not to make the
mistakes he had. He is a mountain of a man and I look up to him so
much. He died a few weeks later, but I knew that he was in a better
place and he knew that at least a few people loved him. Unfortunately
he was unable to be baptized before he died, but had a desire which will
stick with him. This just shows that anyone can make a difference in
another persons life for good."
-Jordan Herzog
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