Brighten your day, lighten your way and lessen your cares with your daily prayers ……..
I visited Auntie Maureen at a nursing home last Sunday. She is now in her mid-seventies. Her husband passed away many, many years ago. They have a daughter, Julie, who is married and living overseas. As such, Auntie Maureen has been living very independently for several years until she suffered a stroke two years ago.
Julie was informed of her mother’s predicament. She came back and looked after her for a few months. Then, she arranged for her mother to stay at a nursing home so that she won’t have to be bored and lonely. Last Sunday, Auntie Maureen looked great and was as chatty when I visited her.
“So how have you been, Michael?” she asked.
“Very well, Auntie Maureen. And how about you?” I asked.
You see, Auntie Maureen has always been a very caring lady. Simple, kind, friendly and understanding. As we continued exchanging our pleasantries, I slowly unpacked a fruit basket I carried along. Then, we sat at the porch facing the garden, while she had her favorite chicken broth. She told me how often Julie called and speak with her and was expecting to hear from her the same evening. She looked happy, peaceful, contented and full of gratitude. So watching her smiling so gracefully, a feeling of gratitude inspired me …….
“As we close our eyes and slowly open our hearts.
Feel our worries and care begin to depart.
Yield to the Father above and
let Him hold you secure in His love.
When we are so tired, discouraged and blue,
be mindful, there is always one door opening to us.
Our heart is like a temple when God is there
as we place ourselves in His loving care.”
After lunch, she asked for some fresh orange juice while catching up with the afternoon news. Then, she wanted to have her usual afternoon nap. As I clumsily pushed Auntie Maureen into her room, she gave me a task ……… not gigantic in nature but I reckon, only by the grace of God, can I have the ability to see it through. When she finally laid comfortably in her bed, I asked to be excused and told her to call me, as she had done earlier whenever she wants to see me.
On my way back, I had plenty of mixed feelings inside me. You see, Auntie Maureen migrated to this Country with her mother at the age of three. Her mother passed away after she got married with an expat. That explains why they do not have any relatives here. Her closest friends are some church members. Even then, the number have dwindled as well. I got acquainted with Auntie Maureen some ten years ago. At that time, she was fit to travel. She went to Shanghai, China twice. But, was unable to trace her roots because of limited information. Moreover, she had to rely heavily on her childhood memories. So with the vast development happening there, Auntie Maureen could hardly recognized anything familiar.
And, in the recent years, she had two knee cap replacements and fell very often in her home. Coupled with a stroke, now, she is incapable of traveling anymore …….. You see, it is not the things that can be bought are life’s richest treasure. I reckon, it is just the little things, our heart’s gifts, that money can never measure. Say, a cheerful smile, a friendly word or a sympathetic nod – are the priceless, little treasure we can all share and share.