“Helping Our Brother,” Friend, Jan. 2012, 30
A few summers ago my brother became very sick. He had to have two surgeries and was in the hospital for a month. He was very sad. The only thing that made him feel better was when my sister and I visited him. We sat with him on his bed and played with toys, read stories, and made him laugh. We thought that keeping him company would be what Jesus would do if He were there.