He used to have a good job.  Driving truck.  Lived in a nice place.  Living the good life.  Then he got sick.  Eventually lost his job.  Lost his house.  Reduced to nothing.  Nothing but sickness.  Very ill.  Somewhere along the way the family turned against him.  Didn't want anything to do with him.  When he hit absolute bottom, there was only one person who would help.  One he could turn to in his hour of need.  His niece Doris.  She had shared the gospel with him many times.  But he never had ears to hear.  Too busy living the good life.  She went to see him in the hospital.  We sent money to help out with his exams.  Test results revealed an advanced case of AIDS.  Doris arranged for someone to bring him food each day.  Brought her pastor to visit.  Shared the gospel.  That first night a young girl in the next bed, who was very ill, said she needed what Doris was offering.  She gave her life to Christ.  And two days later she entered into the fullness of life.  Then the Uncle gave his life to the Lord.  His health is slowly coming back.  Today he goes home from the hospital.  They found his a small studio near the church.  We paid for six months rent.  And we gave him the funds to start a small business.  Hopefully he will be able to make it on his own.  The family has become more upset with him than ever.  They are doing all to convince him to give up his relationship with God.  But he would rather suffer persecution than abandon the One Who gave His all for him.  The Life Changer has captured his heart and life.