The last time we were out we grilled chicken and shared the gospel with him and asked about his relationship with God, he told us that he was not saved and wasn't ready to make that decision.
Though I was concerned, I was stumped. I couldn't force anything, so we kept on praying. And My aunt told me that when she was visiting this weekend, on Sunday, he gave his heart to the Lord and they talked about Jesus giving him a new body in heaven. Oh how gracious our heavenly Father is!
(I'm having a problem with blogger uploading pictures, so, I'll probably edit this later with pictures.)