This morning good friends drove me to church. The woman has been traveling back and forth to care for her mother who has developed dementia.
I inquired about when the change was noticed. Her answer was 85. Now the mother is 88 and getting worse.
My own father was originally diagnosed with dementia but later the family was told he was bipolar.
Even as my own concerns about my health surface I realize how many of my friends have passed away or are now struggling with serious health issues.
Those of us past seventy are caught between living a healthy life and realizing our physical end is coming, trusting that our heavenly Father has chosen our time of departure.
As we say good bye to dear friends let us trust God’s plan and use our remaining days to sing God’s praise and pray for the salvation of others and serving as we are able. Peace in the love of Christ.