CREDOS : Ounce of love — I

Through our ministry, my husband, Roy and I speak and sing at conferences, banquets, crusades, revivals, and we also take the time to present programmes at long-term care facilities. We are often told how we bring joy and a spark of life to the residents. We are happy we have the opportunity to share the talents God gave us.

I will never forget a particular day when we visited a nursing home to present one of our programmes. Roy sang and I spoke to people sitting in wheelchairs and others who were seated beside walkers. As I stared into the crowd, I noticed some of the residents were sleeping. Thankfully, most were listening. Some were even tapping their feet.After the programme all the residents returned to their room, except one lady.

While we were gathering up our belongings, she came over to us to tell us how much she enjoyed the programme. We hugged and then exchanged small talk. She talked about her son. Then she literally broke my heart.“If you see my son, will you tell him I miss him?” “Sure, I will,” I answered. I hugged her. For a few brief seconds I felt the pain she seemed to be feeling. Now I don’t know the situation.

Her son could have been there just that morning. Time doesn’t always register with elderly people. I am certain the days and hours have a way of running together when you seldom leave a place. But then, it could have been weeks or months since he had visited with his mother. —