The offer of a rose

On my way last Friday I wondered what I would put in the slot of my new Glasgow rain proof satchel... As I left a pub that night I caught the eye of a man who seemed to be lacking hope and love. I told my friends how I had smiled at him but thought it inappropriate to go and chat more. As we parted the temptation to go back and tell him that God loves him was very was strong. 'but I have nothing to give him...' I said to God. 
Then, this guy in a group of people turned to me and said 'God loves you!' passing me a white rose. Without thinking I said 'no thanks'. 
God had given me something! 
Chaperoned by my new friends, 4 of us went back to go and tell him. We arrived and i began to tell him the story. 'I just want to tell you that God loves you...' He interupts me 'I know God loves me but he is not your God' ... I hadn't told him who my God was but he seemed to know and was very uncomfortable with us. 

As we left my Dutch friend guessed he was Finnish. 

So I will put the rose here to remember to pray. However his God loves him, ours is jealous! Please pray he finds freedom.