Compassion in the Church

Аfter I finished my sermon at the Youth Auditorium, in one of our Campmeetings in western United States many youth and young adults came to say hello and to thank me for the message. Yet I noticed a young man, he was about 18 years old, he waited for about 15 minutes to talk to me. He was not alone, his cousin accompanied him. He was not waiting to give me a high five and tell me how good the sermon was, he had something to say; something that shocked me, saddened me, and gave me lots to think about.