Good Folks, it is the first Friday in March 2016. Only 23 more days to Easter.
I recently did a funeral service when one of the nieces read this poem to the gathered community of friends and family. Although it is titled: Alzheimer’s Poem, it does cross many lines of health. This painfully reminded me of my mother’s journey her last three years of life, after her initial stroke.
Do not ask me to remember.
Do not try to make me understand.
Let me rest and know you’re with me.
Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
I’m confused beyond your concept.
I am sad and sick and lost.
All I know is that I need you to be with me at all cost.
Do not lose your patience with me.
Do not scold or curse my cry.
I can’t help the way I’m acting,
Can’t be different though I try.
Just remember that I need you,
That the best of me is gone.
Please don’t fail to stand beside me,
Love me till my life I done.
The ministry of presence is probably one of the greatest gifts you can give someone, whether you know them or not. Just being there is so important. If you have a story about a “Ministry of Presence” moment, email me. I would love to read it.
Sunday is around the corner. Continue to read the Gospel of Luke, chapters 11-14.
God needs your voice to proclaim, your hand to hold other’s hands, and your feet to travel the community and share. If you have it, God will do even greater things through you.
Blessings from Duncanville,
Pastor Frank (firstname.lastname@example.org)