Place…Walking home from a
My mind is so full, Lord, I’m mentally drained.
Listening is so demanding. Those residents had some interesting yarns to tell about their lives and history. Some had clearer recall of their growing up days than their last few years, still all enjoyed reliving them. I loved hearing them.
As I sat with them the strain of being attentive was ever present. In the nursing home there is always something happening which can so easily distract. Keeping focused on the person, especially if they were frail, spoke softly or with difficulty, sapped me emotionally. It is so important, as You know Lord, that they sense genuine interest.
It was a privilege to hear about things they did, discovered or endured before I was born. As they spoke I could almost see in their eyes the events they were reliving. Some of the stories made me laugh. Some made me shudder. One or two nearly made me cry. The accounts I most enjoyed were from those who had faith in You. When I left, did they taste again those years in their memory? It’s a pity that so many of their stories haven’t been written down for family and future generations.
Lord, it has made me more conscious of my need to listen to my family in a similar way. It will probably be as demanding, though in different ways. At home as we interact daily and can so easily take each other for granted. Maybe I need to be forgiven for doing that anyway.
It’s nice to walk and talk with you Lord and to know You’re listening. Amen!
Ray shares his insights in his first two devotional books in his 31 Day series, Marriage and Children. Ray lives in Tasmania, Australia, where he heads up a new Christian Fellowship and does relief preaching, community work and writing.