Monday, October 7, 2013

The past 2 weeks I have been caring for my Grandmother while my aunt was out of town. My Mema is 89 years old. She is a believer. She has dementia, which has taken most all of her short-term memory. You can tell her something and she forgets it literally a minute later. Sometimes she will forget mid-conversation. She knows who I am, but sometimes is fuzzy on my name. She will put back on dirty clothes, will go to shower and forget to wash her hair, brush teeth, etc. She struggles with incontinence, and the dementia makes it really almost impossible for her to deal with that in a sanitary manner. So, this sounds pretty depressing. But, I mentioned she is a believer, remember?

She is an absolute joy to be around. She is full of smiles, gratitude, grace, and laughter. She still loves children, and will try to hop down on the floor to play with mine. She does not complain, does not feel sorry for herself. As I stand at the stove cooking her breakfast she makes lively (if a little repetitive) conversation. "I am so blessed to have a Granddaughter like you." "God has blessed me with a wonderful family" "I am so grateful for every day I have" "It is a beautiful day today" "I just marvel at nature, how God created it". Whatever I cook for her is "delicious" and appreciated. Guys, this is Jesus. This is a person filled with the Spirit. She just spills it out of her heart at 89 years old when parts of her body and a good portion of her mind have failed her, God is still working through her and blessing me in a huge way. My Grandmother was a stay at home mom most of her life, but I can tell you she has lived out the gospel as best as any human can. Slow to anger, quick to listen, full of love, not afraid to apologize. Her identity is secure, even with dementia, she has set her heart on God. And He has given her the desires of her heart, just as He promises.