Remembering My Friend
Yesterday, I went to the funeral of a woman who mentored me for 3 years, until she was diagnosed with alzheimer's. At that point, she was told that she had 3 more years before it would get bad. That didn't turn out to be the case. Within 2 months she was living in a nursing home in an alzheimer's unit. I remember something she said to me shortly after she was there. She looked at me tearfully and expressed that she was concerned about what she would say to people when she got to the point where she didn't know what she was saying. She loved people deeply with the love of Christ. I reassured her that God knew her fear and that what was in her heart--love--would come out. As I listened to the pastor speak at her funeral, I pondered the song on my heart. What Wondrous Love Is This What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul! What wondrous love is this, O my soul! What wondrous love is this That caused the Lord of bliss To bear the dreadfu...