The Call of Faith

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It is January 3, 2016, and I am feeling nostalgic.  My mother died for fifteen minutes in October when her heart arrested as she was being wheeled in to the OR to have a pacemaker placed.  My father continues in his relentless but merciful decline--which has included several reprieves.  They are asleep, and I am doing the nighttime parent care--a measure we have taken to be sure they are safe.  (Indeed, I have had to call 911 twice.  Each has had one fall.) I am surrounded by family photos, and … [Read more...]

How Could We Have Forgotten Our Mother?

Mom reading The God Who Weeps to Dad

Mom reading The God Who Weeps to DadI talk a lot about my dad and often neglect to talk about my mother. This post is for her.The picture, one I took with my phone (sorry!), shows her doing what she does every night. She reads to my dad. As visitors drop by, Dad sometimes talks about how grateful he is for what others do for him. "My wife, Julia," he says, "reads to me every night. She serves me that way, and I love her." This particular book, by Terryl and Fiona Givens, is a token … [Read more...]


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