"Dementia is wicked," she wrote reflecting on a difficult week with her father.  
I understood what she was saying.
I responded: 
Dementia IS wicked.  
But (for me, at least) it is also endlessly and all-at-the-same-time
fascinating, challenging, tender, demanding, and sad.  
My mother's condition is drawing out the best in me, I believe.  
Qualities I never would have guessed myself to have...
Then again, maybe that's because they AREN'T "my qualities" 
but His remarkable grace.
A care-giver helps Mother with next week's meal choices...


  1. Great testimony Rebecca. You truly are a woman of grace.
    Hope you are continuing well in your recovery.

    1. I don't know sometimes.....(about the "woman of grace" part). I DO know that He is the God of ALL Grace!

      As for my recovery, I AM "continuing".

  2. Dear, dear Rebecca ~ God's grace is flowing through you out to your readers. I am blessed and encouraged by your words.

    May you continually know that He is working all things out with your recovery as well as everything else in your life.

    Love and hugs ~ FlowerLady

  3. Beautiful words, Rebecca. The truth of Him wielding all things in our lives to make us into His image.


  4. This post is so touching, Rebecca. His you peace...allowing you to see beauty...a heart of joy. Beautiful.

  5. Rebecca, I do hope you are seeking every day grace for yourself from "the God of all grace"! Often, no, always it is the hand of God that will slow us down to see that every day grace. I love to read how that is happening with you through your mother's "affliction". Ah... what I would give to touch the hem of His garment!


Writing a Song a Week #3

Writing a Song a Week #3
♪ I wait for the Lord; my soul waits and in his word I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning ♪ (Psalm 130:5-6)