7.11.13 Today I met a new client and her husband. She is 86 and consumed by dementia and a failing body. He is healthy and 87, gently, lovingly, and joyfully caring for her, adapting everything about his life to meet her increasing needs. It was a beautiful picture of love, which moved me to mention the hope we have for eternity.
This man was a brother, a Gideon, and he is displaying the qualities of the scriptures he has spent his life delivering to others. Thank you new friend. I am inspired!
10.17.13. I went on a home health visit today. The home smelled just like my Grandma Goss’ used to. Not good or bad, just Grandma. There I met the cutest little 94 year old man who said, “Call me Christmas!” Then he offered me half a boiled egg white (he had eaten the yolk) and the last pecan off his cinnamon roll. No…i didn’t eat them, But what a reminder of the power of relationships, the beauty of people quietly living their lives, and of meeting and loving strangers. joy!
My time working as a therapist in home health has given me new insight into people. Being with them in their home and their chosen surroundings tells me more about them than the clinic ever could.
11.12.13. What a beautiful, crisp, fall day! I got to hear the frosty leaves cracking off their twigs, and watch them flutter to the ground while walking with a very spry and interesting 90 year old who had not been outside in many weeks. Good conversation, mutual respect, and enjoyment of the season were priceless. That’s what I’m thankful for today!
Sometimes the neatest little miracles happen.
Last January on the day I started my graduate program, a former patient, whom I had not seen in a year, called me to see how I was doing and if I was going to pursue my bible education. She said she had been praying for me.
Tonight right after (I mean RIGHT after) I hit “send” to turn in my final theology project a different friend called me–someone I worked with until a year ago–to see how my graduate program is going. She told me that she has prayed for me EVERY day since I started my program (this was a surprise to me!)
I was albe to tell her that as-of-tonight I am officially done with this semester and half way done with my program!
Celebrating this project: 83 pages, 24,073 words, and a cloud of dust…it’s done!
The last thing I wanted to do today was to leave my warm house and my four daughters and go out into this bitter cold. I was dragging my feet extra heavily because I knew that in the middle of the day I had to evaluate a new client in an area of town where often I don’t feel safe. But duty calls, and I drug myself out the door, saw a couple of morning clients and headed through downtown. I said a short prayer for protection, as I often do in this particular neighborhood, and found the address I was looking for. To my surprise a parking place had been plowed just across the street from the house, and my little Ford fit into it perfectly. Reaching the house I knocked, and was invited in by the sweetest little African-American lady with a broad smile. For the next three hours I evaluated and interviewed this lady about her health and mobility while she told me all about her love for Jesus. She was very well versed in the scriptures, and not afraid to talk about it! We found many things in common outside of our faith as well, as we talked about our mothers and grandmothers and others we had loved. What a beautiful visit and a bright spot that made this frigid day warm from the inside! When I left the lady’s house we gave each other a warm embrace and said we’d look forward to the next time we meet.
Two things I took away from today: 1) God goes before us, and if we are willing to serve, He just may surprise us with something (someone) special. 2) God can use us wherever we are, as He did with this special lady today!