One day while vsiting Mom, I got a rare glimpse into the mind of one with Alzheimer’s. “I feel like I am in a tunnel and can’t find my way back,” she said. “Are you afraid?” I asked. “No, just frustrated.” “Where do you go in the tunnel?” I prodded. “I’m with my mother.” “Why do you go to your mother’s?” “Because she knows how to fix things,” she said, tapping her forehead.
Category: Fresh Insights
Living Rightside Up in an Upside Down World
When a person goes through what seems like an injustice, or an unfair situation, or perplexing problems, he asks, “Why, Lord, is this happening?” But this questions is nothing new.
Warrior or Worrier?
The bread is in the oven, the lentil soup is almost ready, the table is set. O, I still have so much to do, and there sits Mary at the feet of Jesus. She is so irritating! She fussed and fumed. Doesn’t she know Lazarus could entertain Jesus? She should be helping me!