Thought for the Day: "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path." Proverbs 3:5-6 (The way my Mama says it)
As most of you know from reading my blogs, I have a mother, 98 years old, in a nursing facility. Numerous times I have mentioned she is blind and is suffering with dementia. Occasionally mom is "with me" and we can have a relatively good conversation, but then there are those moments when I realize immediately I might as well turn around and leave.
With the Covid factor it's been extremely difficult to visit mom. The last time I was in the same room with her was last February. Now, I am fully cognizant many of you are dealing with the same situation and my situation is not unique. It was June before I made the 5 1/2 hour trip from Pittsburgh to visit after all the Covid warnings began in mid-March. The weather at that time was tolerable, mom had five good days in a row for the 10-15 minutes on each occasion, and I was able to see her clearly from a large window.
Last week, in July, we attempted to do the same. With temperatures in the high 90's and the heat index over 100 degrees, it wasn't easy trying to communicate through a window. The facility is still not allowing visitors to enter and the only way I can get her favorite cereal to her is through the postal service! There are no cases of Covid in the facility and for that I am deeply grateful, but this is truly hard to be on the outside looking in.
Mom didn't have as many good days this visit as before, but God graciously gave us a glimpse of yesteryear. On my last visit before heading home to Pittsburgh, I asked mom if she would like to repeat the 23rd Psalm and she immediately began with "The Lord is my Shepherd...". I only clarified her a couple of times. Then I asked if she wanted to repeat her favorite Bible verse. She asked me what it was and I started with Proverbs 3:5-6 and she began, "Trust in the Lord..." and repeated it with very little assistance. We prayed together and I told her I would be back as soon as I could. As I walked away from the window I thought maybe I wouldn't get to be in that room with her again, but I know where mom is headed when she draws her last breath. She's going to be with Jesus, my dad, her parents and sisters and all those who have gone before.
Covid....it's costing us a great deal of inconvenience, but if wearing a mask or being tested would allow me to sit at the bedside of my mother talking, singing, reading the Bible and sharing about being heaven bound, what a small price to pay to touch her hand and let her know I'm there.
In this age of unrest, let's focus on what we do have and be grateful instead of looking back at injustices. Let's begin a new tomorrow by praying for one another, loving one another and rejoicing on being heaven bound!