He lived on me during our undergraduate days because his parents were poor. My family didn’t mind, in fact he had the key to my room, he could come in any time like our child. He respected me so much, we were so closed.
After our Youth Service, I travelled to America for further studies, my parents have the means. Before long I settled in America, his letters started coming in, asking about life in America and telling me about difficult life in Nigeria.
I thought to myself, it was better I severe relationship with this poor guy, before he started to ask me to bring him to America, haven’t I done enough in his life, let him go and sort himself out.I severed the relationship.
Not long, I heard he has become PA to a Medical Doctor, good for him.
In no time the Medical Doctor became a Governor and sponsored him to the State House of Representative. He became Speaker, then he became Governor of the State.
While still struggling in America it dawned on me that I have missed it, a friend God gave me to assist and yet I stopped. We would have ruled the State together baring the respect he had for me.
My dear friend, this is a true life story I have just shared with you. Who you are helping today, may be the one to help you tomorrow. You might be indirectly taking care of your tomorrow. Who is that you are helping, don’t stop, don’t malign the person.
Whatever the situation and circumstances of your family and friends, don’t neglect them in times of need. Even, if you don’t have money, you should have words that comfort. Some people only need that to forge on in life.
Just be a blessing!