Five Minutes of Kindness

I met a man checking out of my hotel and asked him something I can’t even remember to which he replied a loved one had just died. Then he shared about the death of another loved one. In less than five minutes time I spent with him before he left the hotel, I told him how sorry I was, chatted briefly, prayed for him, and gave him a Gospel tract. Why do I tell you this?

Because I spent less than 5 minutes of my life showing someone who was suffering the love of Jesus and kindness in a world in whi...