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Some days are hard.
Harder than others.
Good days and bad days. They come and go until for humanity, they
are no more.
Matthew 11:26 says the following: “Yes, Father, for
this is what you were pleased to do.” NIV.
In this verse, Jesus thanks His Father because He, the
Father, is confounding the wise.
It seems odd to me that God, the Father, would want to
confuse the educated, the unlearned, the misguided, the handicapped, the beautiful,
the ugly, or anyone for that matter.
Well, He is God, and He can do as He pleases.
So, when the days are hard like mine today, are they for His good
pleasure?
Perhaps. They could be, I guess.
Shelley didn’t recognize me today. Bummer. Not so much
for her, but it is a downer for me.
Alzheimer’s/Dementia is a disease that confounds the
medical profession. Why did God allow an illness to invade humanity? A sickness
to make a human forget Him?
That couldn’t please Him. He wants to be loved and
acknowledged. But yet, Alzheimer’s exists.
Shelley doesn’t know her own name, and she certainly can’t remember any of the
names God has given to Himself.
And this pleases Him?
I can’t imagine how observing a person’s pain brings
Him pleasure.
A father will do whatever he can to help a child. Even
more so our Heavenly Father.
So then, how can He be pleased when people don’t know
about Him? How can He be pleased when people suffer?
I can sermonize for you. Tell you is for our advancement.
I can quote Romans 8:28. Does that make me feel better? Does it you?
It helps me on most days. But others? Not so much.
Now, to be fair, we don’t know His side of the story.
He is at work beyond our years. So perhaps He is pleased because He sees the
outcome we don’t see.
Nevertheless, it is my job to do what I can to relieve
the suffering of those around me.
And this pleases me.
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Tips for Caregivers.
1. On
the bad days, remember the good ones.
2. Continue
to sing and talk to your loved one as if he/she could respond.
3. Vent
to someone who understands your heartache.
4. Write
your feelings in a journal.
5. Find
a quiet place and cry.
6. The days come and go. Tomorrow will be better.
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