But Grace is settling in to light a path of peace for Millie and Don.
This week past Millie has gradually regained some strength... enough to "graduate" from her hospital stay and head to a rehab unit. As her mind began to grasp her bodies frailty, we watched as sweetness descended and her countenance relaxed.
She will spend the next few weeks (to months) at the local nursing home's rehabilitation unit. And blessings abound, for she will have a private room! We have enjoyed spiffing it up with all her favorite things from home... pictures of grandkids galore, her beautiful orchid plant (gift from Don for 62 years of bliss!), homey lamps and and comfy robes and slippers... She smiles with contentment and drifts off to rest as we fuss with details.
And this is what I've come to realize. We can fight the changes or accept with grace. She has seen God's Grace and rests easy.
There is a beautiful song that speaks it better than I can... the words are compelling... God is our "I Am." No matter what season of life we wrestle with, He is there. Always...
He is our elbow healer when that is all we understand and our saviour pasture maker when we reach for His Hand... Woven and Spun as the Angels Danced Around the Throne... He cherishes our very being and is there every moment. He never changes, but meets us where we are, no matter the season of life we are walking...
For Millie, the Grace is Falling Sweetly this night. She is not looking for what may happen tomorrow, but rests in the truth that the same Everlasting Father who cares for her today will shield her from suffering or give her the unfailing strength to bear it. It is Peace. It is Rest.
May we each be Graced with the whisper eternal and sure...
and it is enough. for where ever we are.