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My Parents

My Parents

Huh?  What does that mean?  Your guess is as good as mine!

I just came back from vacation where I spent some time visiting my 96 year old mother who has Alzheimer’s.  She resides in a lovely group home where she is cared for 24/7 by loving Christian people who consider her a treasure.  Truely, she is that.   Mostly she sleeps or keeps her eyes closed.  But occasionally, and some days quite often, she’ll blurt out sentences that make absolutely no sense to those within earshot, hence the title above.  Sometimes she just makes babbling sounds, other times just meaningless words.  At least they seem meaningless to us.

Unfortunately, Mom no longer recognizes me, or anyone else for that matter, but that has been coming on for quite some time.  It is sad to watch as she was always so vibrant and caring, loving and concerned about everyone as a parent, a wife, a friend.  But, since I know she has accepted the Lord Jesus as her Savior and Lord many years ago, her conversations, however odd they seem to us, make perfect sense to Him.  She will see Him in person before long I suspect, and will get to share in His Glory.  But what happens in the meantime?

I have confidence that the same God who created me, allowed me to live and be adopted and raised in a loving home, will continue to guard and care for my little mommy, in spite of Alzheimer’s or any other sickness or disease that might try to afflict her until it’s His time for her to go Home.  She is His child, from the womb to the tomb, and His loving hand has ever been on her life.  She has not asked for much in this life, but received the love and devotion of a wonderful man for 41 years.  She is loved by many and regarded as “saintly” by several.  Mom’s not rich in monetary terms, but is very wealthy in what really matters in life.

The hospice social worker says she’s just getting things off her chest when she does speak.  Getting ready to go home.  Well, I don’t know about that, but I do know that the One who created her and helped make her who she is, understands every word.  Maybe he’s preparing her for what she’ll be doing in Heaven.

We may not understand why ugly things happen to those we love, but in Mom’s case I know that she is blessed and adored by the One who loves and cares for us all.  Our understanding is so finite, so limited….but His is not.  He sees past all our reasonings, our thoughts, our schemes, our plans and brings His will to light.  If we could only dream bigger, look up instead of down, climb higher, and trust God with our everyday lives, how much happier and more fulfilled we would be.

“I have not lost sight of my plan for you, the Lord says, and it is your welfare I have in mind, not your undoing; for you, too, I have a destiny and a hope.”  Jeremiah 29:11  Knox Bible (KNOX)

What is God’s good plan for you?

I Love You Mom!

Esther Z, my little momAs her time on this Earth draws ever closer to an end, and her eternal life with Jesus and all that have gone before her comes ever closer into view, I would like to take a moment to share my little Mommy with all of you.

She has been very brave in the last few years to endure sickness and disease, Alzheimer’s, which has left her memory rather frayed and confusing to those of us who still have some semblance of reality left, and the burden of being alone without the love of her life for so many, many years.  She is now closer than ever to being with him and all her family and friends who have gone on before, even as we speak.

However, one of the bravest things she has tackled over the years, in my view, was to take on the responsibility of raising a child that belonged to another woman, one who could not or would not take on that task.   She taught her to love God above all else, even before she had made a personal confession of faith herself.  She taught her manners, sensitivity to others, sharing, giving, and putting the other person first.  Yes, that child is me, adopted at the ripe old age of three and one half months from a Children’s Home in Helena, Montana almost 62 years ago!

My mom was always selfless, charming, loving, caring, and positive almost to a fault.  And what made her even cuter was her naiveté.  Very much like Betty White on the Golden Girls without the “sexual stuff”, she could always make me smile because she looked at life with such a Pollyana type vision.  Anyone who knows her, loved her almost from the very beginning of their relationship.  She has a way of making you feel valued and welcome the instant you walk into the room.

I never knew a time when she didn’t encourage and uplift and bring hope to a dark place.  One of those places for me was a term paper I had to write in the 8th grade on the eye.  As a master procrastinator, I had put off thinking about this paper till almost the last minute….again!  But Mom was there to pull out the encyclopedias (no internet back then!!), and start helping me put together what turned out to be a pretty dog gone good report, albeit a little plagiarized by the end of it.  She even helped me get pictures of the eye to color, so as to illustrate the various parts, and they jazzed up my report quite a bit.  Mom and I got a pretty decent grade thankfully, but I tried a little harder after that not to put myself into that kind of a time crunch again.

Another time was when I froze after being chosen to be the lead in a play in 6th grade ahead of my best friend who originally had had the part.  I guess the teacher thought I was better (she didn’t say her lines with much expression and I did) but I managed to develop a bad cold at the last minute and could not be in the play after all..laryngitis!  Mom once again was so caring and made me feel safe and secure and that everything would be ok.  It made me feel terrible that I had somehow hurt my friend’s feelings and it wasn’t even my doing.  Guilt is a terrible thing and I’m so glad I had Mom to help me through it.

As I think of all the times she has been there for me, I am reminded that it was God Himself who picked me out of an unwanted situation and placed me with a Dad and Mom who loved me as much or more than if I had come from their own bodies.  I was chosen, a very fortunate little girl.  But at the same time, I want you all to know that you are just as precious to the Lord and you too are chosen to be His child and to do something wonderful to give Him glory and praise.  As you read this story and some of the others that will come, please consider getting to know this One who has so dramatically changed my life and the lives of millions of others in this world.  He is waiting, He loves you and just like my little Mommy, when you come to your end, either suddenly or many years from now, you will be ready to go Home in peace, with Him.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!  I Love You!

An update:  As of December, 2013 Mom is still with us, although more regressed in her mind.  Her body is healthy but weaker and she sleeps a good deal of the time.  Her speech, when there is any, is a little nonsensical and sometimes humorous, but mostly just sounds and gobbledygook.  She is at peace it seems and that is a blessing.

A Final Update:  As of this morning, June 18, 2014, about 2 a.m., Mom went to sing with the Angels of Heaven, meet her family that have gone on before, and enjoy the embrace of her Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ.  Rest in Peace Mom.  97 years is a long, long time to wait.


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