to my darling child…

Letter from a Mother to her child:

“My dear child, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.

If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”… Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep.

When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad  and don’t embarrass me.  Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a little one?

When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way…remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day…

The day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.  If I occasionaly lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant.

Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked.

When those days come, don’t feel sad… just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love. I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared.

With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you… my darling child. ”

my prayer for Mary…

Oh friends….I have another prayer request that has been weighing on my heart.

Do you remember me talking about my friend Mary?  She was at home and tripped over one of her little dogs and hit her forehead on a table.  She complained for a bit and then told her husband that she was going to Nordstrom (naturally…) to do some shopping.  He tried to persuade her to stay home but she was determined to go anyway.

Mary went to the store and then collapsed.  The paramedics came and took her to the hospital where she immediately had brain surgery.  This was over a month ago and she is finally out of ICU and into a room.  Yesterday my friend, Glenda, and I went to visit her.

This was so very distressing for me….she cannot move, with the exception of her right arm…and that is very slowly.  I believe that she knew who we were but she cannot speak.  We talked to her and I wiped her forehead and face because she was in a deep sweat….and the room was hot.  Glenda had her iPod and we let her listen to music and she began to cry.

This was heart-wrenching because I did not know how to help her.  I believe the music was something she needed to hear and she was moved by the hymns that we played for her.  We stayed for over an hour and when it was time to go, I asked her if I could pray with her.  There was the slightest nod of her head and so I prayed.

I didn’t think that I could handle my emotions, but God gave me the strength to speak on her behalf.  When I finished praying, I almost burst out in tears….she mouthed, “Amen”.

I was so stressed over the situation, that I went home and got sick.  I wish I were stronger but sometimes my emotions decide which way my health is going to go for the day.  Soo….it went south.  Today I’m dealing with a headache, which is nothing compared to what Mary is enduring….

But, my friends, I believe in prayer.  I believe that God can heal Mary and I am asking for some prayer warriors to stand with myself, Glenda and my friend, Mary  and lift her up.  God is so good and gracious and I am just asking for prayers for strength, peace and healing.

Thank you…..from the bottom of my heart.  I will keep you posted on her health…