Week 18: Friday, Wasted Opportunities

During my freshman year of college, my great-uncle drove thirteen hoursto meet with me and encourage me to become a minister like him.Thanks to a music scholarship, I was blessed to attend a university well-equipped to instruct students in ministry, though I had not yet chosen topursue ministry myself. I enjoyed our meal together in Searcy, AR, but Iwas afraid of leading, so I told him, “No, thank you.” Not long after, hepassed away. I never got to tell him, “Thank you.”