There was another case of a young man who got wrongfully arrested for kidnapping. He has this friend he hangs out with from time to time. This friend of his was kind of rich but he did not know and probably did not even ask the guy what he did for a living. As it turns out, one day they were out drinking and having fun as usual and his friend got a call to which he replied and asked if the caller was "there" and then said he will meet him there. He was on his way out and this other young man insisted he'll join him and he said ok. Only for them to get there and be ambushed by the police. Apparently, this dude was going to pick up the ransom and they were both arrested. Trust our police... Ignorance was not enough excuse.... They both were taken away! And I could not help but think "what if that was me"
I was counselling a young man recently who told me he no longer believes in the existence of God. He said he does not understand or agree to the possibility of of His existence due to the fact that he prayed to God and still lost both his parents. He told me of the various ordeals he had been through and how he had been faced with so many problems and disappointments lately. He said he could do anything for money even if he had to serve the devil for it. Now, imagine if this dude actually gets to make this kind of statement to someone who could exploit his weakness for evil. This young, great looking man would then become a menace to our society.
At this stage, he was not asking for too much but for someone to be the answer to his prayers and since I could do little for him, I handed him over to a friend with recommendations. However, I could not stop thinking... "what if..."
I sat down beside one white dude on a train in london sometime last year and I realized he had his hand in his pocket all through. And then his phone rang as soon as we got out from underground. He was a bit reluctant to answer it but finally did so as we were approaching the next stop. When he did, I noticed his hand was red. At first I thought he was bleeding but with the way he rushed out of the train when he realized many eyes were on him, it was obvious the blood was not his. People started talking bout it but in the usual london train fashion, the doors were shut and the train moved before we could conclude on what to do. Now, remember I was sitting right beside this dude (not the one on the pic above pls). I just could not help but think "what if..."
Now, there are some things we can control and others we cannot, but everyday we meet different people. Some we exchange a hand shake with, others just a smile or maybe just eye contact. Each of these individuals have a history... A past or maybe something in the present that is just eating them up. This often causes them to act in a strange manner and sometimes leading to crime.
If you can lend a helping hand to another, please do! Maybe just a listening ear and a good advise would do the trick. Most times, its not even about money! People just don't seem to care these days... As long as it does not affect us directly, we're good! It should not be that way.
You know how you feel when someone you know dies and the last you remember of that person was how they tried to reach out to you or were in need of you and you did not care? Then you wish you can just turn back the hands of time and make things right but its too late! Well... don't wait for such an episode to occur again. Be the answer to someone's prayers; a listening ear in times of trouble; the voice of reasoning; the friend that cares. Don't turn a person down because you may not be able to provide the needed solution; do what you can at least! So you won't need to ask yourself.... "WHAT IF..."
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