Standing on His promises

Yesterday Caroline and I visited my folks.

 Linda and her grandson, Jonah were there.

Her husband David mowed the yard.

We went to lunch and we tried to give Mom

a much-needed boost.

Dad is failing.

The effects of Alzheimer's is ever present. 

He knows us, mostly.

But it is starting to get harder.

It is in my Mom's face.

The weariness, the sadness, the worry

it is all there.

As his main care-giver

she has a heavy load.

He is 92. She is 87.

They have had a long happy, full life.

We are blessed.

Hard decisions are in our future.

Although it is a tough path we are all taking

 we are taking it together.

We have much to be grateful for and 

we are keeping our our eye on His promises.

We will be restored and healed

when we all walk through Heaven's doors.

Once again, Dad will have his old sparkle back.

His witty teasing will be in tip-top form again.

We will rejoice and sing.

Oh Happy Day.

Until then,

we wait, we watch, we pray and we trust.

Keep us all in your prayers.

We know he hears our cries.

We have seen what He can do.