Tap, tap, tap- I looked back and there was her hand.  I thought I got out fast enough but she is quick for a woman of almost 80 years old. (My mother does not know she is 80. She will always ask how old she is.  Then she will say she looks so young for her age!) My mother’s hand was on that window. She was waiting for me to come back and say goodbye once again. She knows that she cannot come on the other side of the door.  Through the small window, I look through and she mouths the word goodbye. I say bye again and she puts her hand on the window.  I put mine to the window meeting hers. It feels like leaving your child the first day of school. The lump in your throat when you have to turn and walk away.  You see, Mom is in a rehabilitation/nursing home facility for wonderful men and women who have Alzheimer’s Disease. Incredible nurses and aides are taking care of Mom and her new found friends there. We are incredibly blessed. A few moments after I leave, Mom will not remember that I had been there. In a strange way, this is a comfort. I will take away the memory of that moment. The hand on the glass for that brief time reminding my Mother that she is loved and so am I.

Is that not like God? He gives us comfort in unexpected places and times. Some days, they are not easy to find. Sometimes, we have to wait until we are past the pain a little to see that He was holding us all the while.  He is our refuge. I love that! Just as His word says.  Trust in Him at all times, for God is our refuge. (Elohim Machase Lanu- God is Our Refuge) Psalm 62:18. When the waves of life seem so overwhelming, He is our refuge. I delight that I can come to The Table and pour my heart to Him and He listens. He is the God of the Universe and He will just sit at The Table with me. He takes me as I am. He is my refuge. As we walk down this path of Alzheimer’s, we will not fear for God will be there. There will be more times of hands on the window, but He will walk with us. We will be able to go to The Table and know there is warmth and nourishment there. The mashed potatoes will be plenty and there love abides.

Hugs-

kjs☀️