A Caregiver’s Walk

The soothing voice wafted through the family room, up into the dining room. I knew what time it was and decided to join them. I entered the room and heard Paula, Mom’s companion, reading out of Hebrews 12: 1-3:

“Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so daily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself , so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.”

Paula continued reading in The Upper Room devotional. She read about a man who’d been beaten down with words and accusations. I listened intently. I was beaten down–not with words, with my circumstances. I was discouraged because I’d taken my eyes off of Jesus, the author and finisher of my faith.

Then, Paula looked at my 90-year-old Mama, and Mom gestured for her to pray. As she began, it was if God Almighty lifted our family up with her prayers. The music of them played in my ears like a magnificent melody.

Isn’t that like Jehovah to minister to us in unexpected ways.

I am blessed to have a helper for my mom that is part of our eternal family. We don’t share blood, but through the blood of Christ, we will share eternity.

After Paula finished, I prayed. I lifted her up. I lifted her invalid mother up. Her concerns, her circumstances, her cares.

And all God’s people said, “Amen!”

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