A few months ago I was visiting a local nursing home and was surprised to see an old family friend there from about 25 miles away. I went over to visit with him a bit. I asked him if he was a resident there. He said,“ No, I am just here visiting folks.” (Later, the nurse confirmed otherwise). My friend had dementia, had lost his wife a few years before. In his mind the statement was true. Reflecting on that, I thought about what a great mental attitude that was. He saw his role, not as a resident, but as one who was there visiting and encouraging the other residents. Two weeks ago I saw a new grave in the cemetery that was his. I learned that he had died of Covid-19. May we all live to help somebody. May God bless your memory, Jerry White.
Lord, wherever we are may we find ways to minister to those around us. Amen!
