So this morning she sits at the kitchen table, just as she does most days, quietly staring out the back window and doing puzzles. Over the past few days the compulsive talking, the telling and retelling of stories filled with paranoia, anxiety and the list of wrongs perpetrated on her over the past 30+ years has finally quieted down. She is still having sleepless nights but seems more content.
Being that alone, no matter what the cause, cannot be good for anyone. To see familiar faces in the community that turn away, to spend days on days in a home where there are no other voices, no visitors and only memories of abuse and dysfunction would be an unthinkable way to live the last years of one's life.
I can't help but wonder how many others there are like her. The rejected ones. The ones who for whatever reason are the undesireable ones. The ones who have been sent to the far reaches of loved ones' minds and forgotten. I only know that there is this one, this mother. And she is here. I want so much to demonstrate the kind of love and devotion shown by Ruth to Naomi, to show the kind of compassion and grace that Jesus did. I am weak - we both are merely human. I know it will be difficult. I know there will be many challenges. But I also know that we are not alone in this.
Nothing comes into our lives that is not filtered through the hands of a Loving Father. God does not call us to something without giving us what we need to carry it out. So I am keeping my eyes and my heart fixed on him. We are praying the confusing fog will clear and the tortured memories will fade. We are praying that peace will come for all of us.
Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world. James 1:27 (NIV)
Anyone who sets himself up as “religious” by talking a good game is self-deceived. This kind of religion is hot air and only hot air. Real religion, the kind that passes muster before God the Father, is this: Reach out to the homeless and loveless in their plight, and guard against corruption from the godless world. James 1:27 (The Message)