“God’s grace is the bridge that carries us from our brokenness to His wholeness.”
When you love deeply, you risk facing brokenness. As a caregiver you dig deep into your well of love to shower on someone else. That love is not always recipocated or recieved. The bible talks about wells that were dug. The enemies of Abraham filled the wells with dirt. Later when wells were dug, others claimed the wells as theirs. God has always provided when the enemy attempts to destroy. The deep well of your love is critical to guard from the enemies attacks so the love pouring out of it is pure and refreshing to others.
A crack in your heart begins the first time a family member shows behaviors toward you that you never have seen before. A kind and generous father may become angry and say and do things that you never thought you would see. Your childhood hero has transformed into a demanding and selfish person. Keep in mind that your hero is still there. A nasty disease has reared it’s ugly head. You have to allow God to sew a stitch in the crack of your heart and reach deeper to love while you yourself are hurting. I know that as I have hand stictched the binding onto quilts for each of my grandchildren I thought of them and prayed for their lives. Imagine the grace and love God is stitching into your heart with each stitch He sews.
As Alzheimer’s progresses you will see a person’s life going in reverse. I was watching a parent become incontinent at the same time a grandchild was being potty trained. With the grandchild, it was exciting. First steps toward independence were being taken. We would assist as they mastered their new skill. Cheering them on was fun as we saw their excitement. Assisting a parent or spouse brought sadness as their independence was being stolen away. You tried to preserve their dignity. You went shopping for depends with a sadness inside.
Sitting by my mom’s side and spooning yogurt into her mouth was done with vast amounts of love. We had now truly reversed roles. My heart was filled with gratitude for the woman who had tended to my needs for so many years. The memories I had were not always wonderful, but thanking God for the great ones and forgiving for the few ones that were not so good allowed me to heal. A healed heart and a grateful heart hold so much more to be poured out. God sewed the gaping hole together so I could pour love more freely.
I was at my dad’s side when he grew confused. He had oxygen tubing in and was irritated by it. I reached to adjust the tube after he removed it. He grabbed both of my wrists and cursed. I calmly reassured him that I would take it off for a while and then exited the room. My heart was breaking because I had never experienced that behavior or heard those words come from his mouth before. A protective relative followed me out. She was quite angry at my dad. Tearfully, I told her this was not my dad. This was a man whose cognitive decline were acting and speaking. God had allowed me to keep loving my dad as if this event had never happened. God had reenforced the stitched seams as the event unfolded.
A day will come when someone looks you in the eye and doesn’t know who you are anymore. That is when it feels like your heart rips in half. It hurts intensely as the hard truth sinks in. You may have to retreat to a quiet place for God to heal your heart and then recover slowly. Day by day you will feel strengthened as you pray and rest in God’s peace. His Intensive Care Unit is outstanding. When you exit and are ready to face the task at hand, you will have a grateful heart filled with overflowing love once more.
Day by day God will hold your heart in his hands.
Word for Today
Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear Heavenly Father,
You amaze me with your healing and forgiveness. Teach me to forgive when others misunderstand or reject my love. I am guilty of wanting to quit loving as deeply as you ask of me when I am hurting. Tenderly hold me and restore me so that I can pour love out to those who are depending on me to meet their needs. I want to serve with a heart of gratitude.
Amen
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