As told by Reverend G …
As I practice my A B Cs, I think of my little boy, Jacob. He is … I don’t know … about eight or ten now.
No, I saw him just this morning, and he is grown with a wife. What is her name?
I cannot find my shoes, even though I took them off just a few minutes ago. This morning, someone had to help me tie them. I forgot how to make the bunny ears go inside each other. Such a strange forgetting.
At least I have not forgotten God. I know he is with me each day and throughout every moment of my waking and sleeping hours. I know this because he promised this and he always keeps his promises.
“I will never, never fail you nor forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5b).
Perhaps I have failed him in the past. I don’t remember. But that doesn’t matter. He loves me even in my forgetfulness, even in this dreaded journey through dementia and Alzheimer’s.
And no matter how much worse it gets, he will never fail to stay beside me.
I wish I could remember what I had for lunch. It bothers me, because I’m not sure I even ate lunch.
Doc Sanders or some medical person wants me to eat more, because he says I’m too thin. But how can I eat if I can’t remember what to do with food?
This is a quandary. I never expected to have this problem in my life. I wonder if I will feel better about it tomorrow.
I wonder what day it is tomorrow. Somewhere I have a calendar with little squares marked off for each day and a pretty picture at the top. Maybe I will look for that after supper.
Thank you, God, for being with me – even now – as I try to remember my lunch and search for my calendar. Thank you for being timeless.
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