Waiting on the Lord

I told someone the other day I was going home to see my Dad and visit my brother in jail. I didn't really notice that I had omitted my Mother from the picture. But the truth is she is gone. She has extremely brief moments of some level of joy but 95% of life now is just wandering the house moving things around like a curious 2 year old but absent of understanding. She can't use utensils or the bathroom or really even understand what you are saying. You have to physically move her by taking her hand and all of it hurts your heart.

She fell twice yesterday. It's so unsettling to watch a grown woman fall down. But it feels like "pick your poison" to watch her just wander aimlessly as well. Some days she eats other days not so much.

I always believed my Dad could be a hero if he just tried. Now I see it and he is my hero. Somehow he believes this is the most important thing he can do with his life. I am continually amazed at his patience and kindness to my mother. This is pretty much all he can do. It takes up most all of his time. But he is asking for help because he is also starting to realize the toll the stress is taking on his health. How do you have time to grieve the loss of someone you are also caring for? I can't really see that part of my dad so I am encouraging him to pursue a support group to at least start the process.

It's so beyond us. We don't even know what to pray other than "Lord please have mercy." I don't even pretend to know what mercy looks like anymore.

I see God's blessings all around us and know we are in his hands. Little things like the 8 cardinals, 2 dozen full size turkeys and endless little sparrows and squirrels that visit my father's bird feeders in the fresh blanket of snow. It's just beautiful and right outside the window of this house of tragedy. There are several people involved and each offer's a different kindness. We are not alone in this and yet you are in your deep heart.

I keep asking myself, "Why is it so hard?". All I have is it is hard because it is hard. I hate that answer, but it's probably accurate. But life continues. Children need help with homework and rides and have meetings to attend and need your attention and care too. You still need to go to work, love your husband, feed the dog, go shopping and clean the house.

But today I will just soak in God's word and listen to the same song probably about 100 times (literally) that will remind me of God's faithfulness and care for my heart and encourage me to be still and wait patiently upon the Lord.