On Mother’s Day Sunday, the highlight of my day was spending time with Greg’s grandparents, Milton and Betty White. They are 88 and 92 years old respectively and have been married for sixty-six years. As they are getting older, they are less and less mobile but they are blessed to be in a care facility where wonderful people tend to them them around the clock. Grandad suffers from Parkinson’s and mild dementia so he stays in a part of the facility where the residents receive more specific care. Neither of them are allowed to get up and move about without help.
Each morning, Nanna is wheeled down to Grandad’s area so they can spend time together. The nurse pushes them right up to each other and it takes every bit of effort their frail bodies can muster to lean forward towards each other. They stretch out and when they are a few inches from each other’s faces, they reach a little further. Just when you are worried they aren’t going to be able to this time, they lengthen one last bit so their mouths meet for a brief kiss. They can finally relax! It is one of the most precious things I have ever witnessed.
They sit and talk in a sunny lounge room, content in each other’s company. Even though Grandad Milton drifts in and out of the conversation and is sometimes difficult to understand, his company is the one Betty is after. What do you talk about when your predictable days are spent with the biggest question mark being what’s for lunch? Bingo is always on Mondays; the same television shows are shown each day. The one person you crave to spend time with is the one you know best.
In seventy years of being together, Nanna nor Grandad wakes up saying, “I don’t need to visit my best friend today. We know each other well enough.” Nope. Even with nothing new to say, the nursing home staff makes every effort to get them together for their kiss and visit.
God yearns for this same daily visit with you and me. Sometimes we assume God isn’t interested in hearing from us yet again. I’ve heard people excuse themselves from praying with, “God has bigger things to worry about like world peace and starving children. He doesn’t care about my back ache or fill-in-the-blank.” News flash: YOU AND I ARE ALL HE CARES ABOUT.
God knew us before we were even born and yet his love endures forever (Psalm 106:1). His love never quits- not after 20, 30 or even 70 years. He desires to spend time with us everyday. No matter our mishaps. He loves me longer than my lousy choices. Yes, his love endures forever. We are actually the only place our Lord’s interests lie. Having us show up for a chat; that’s what he looks forward to each day.
Betty and Milton’s love will not end. It’s new every morning. Their faithfulness and loyalty never run out; they are what each other has. How beautiful and similar to our relationship with our creator. I pray we can embrace him like the author of Lamentations describes in Chapter 3 of the Message version:
God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.