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02 November 2008

DANCING IN COLOR
Contemporary Art Ballerinas in Color by Laurie Justus Pace

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Yesterday we traveled to Bonham to visit Dad with family members that were free to go. We had a wonderful birthday lunch at the restaurant and a long visit together. Dad seemed weaker yesterday than he has in quite a while. I hope to return on Thursday for his true birthday.

I am not sure this will touch many of you and then again I do not know who it will touch. It is rough stepping in a room with your father and he knows not who you are. He cannot call you by name, but he smiles that same smile you have memorized in your lifetime with him and says, "Hey George, how are you today." You know that works well for me. So lunch was Jerry and Gladys and all the "Georges". My dad has not gone away and disappeared. He is still here. His value is still here as well and the 79 years he has lived has been exemplary. He has touched all of our lives in so many positive ways and cared for us through all the years. It is time for us to care for him, for he is still here with his feeling and his senses working even if his mind is not working.

God is good. God knows my father and knows every freckle on his body, knows the number of hair on his head, knows every cell and fragment intimately. God doesn't stay away at a time like this to preserve a memory of who Dad used to be. God is always right there for him, interested in him, no matter what shape or condition he is in. God will be with my father even when my father has no memory or thought of God. God's love is unconditional and his relationship with my father does not depend on my father being able to respond. My father is truly in the arms of His Father right now.

Basically there is nothing we can do or not do that will separate us from God's loving grace and presence. Children are dearly loved by God from conception and they have absolutely no way of acknowledging or understanding who God is. Same with my Dad, or any special needs person. Every person living has a purpose in God's plan associated with their lives and their gifts.

Often when we are dealing with the elderly we stop valuing who they are or who they have become. My dad has not gone away, he is still here with us. The years of memories and good deeds were indeed just temporary and of the past, but through it all he shaped our worlds and our lives by his values and his beliefs in the Lord. God will restore a wholeness to Dad when he leaves this earthly existence. Meanwhile I give thanks for him being here just as he is, and I pray for him hourly for peace one day at a time.

Here is a slide show from lunch. Stacey is my pregnant daughter, Justin is my eldest son and he has a son, my only grandson, Jonathan. Kirk is my younger brother. I think you can tell everyone else.




JOY, ABUNDANCE and GRACE,

Laurie
"So I will always remind you of these things, even though you know them and are firmly established in the truth you now have. I think it is right to refresh your memory as long as I live in the tent of this body, because I know that I will soon put it aside, as our Lord Jesus Christ has made clear to me. And I will make every effort to see that after my departure you will always be able to remember these things." 2 Peter 1:12-15













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