2013-03-07 / Church


(Life Lessons from Hospice Patients)

Yes. Two Times, Please

“It’s good to see you, whoever you are,” Rodney said.

Rodney was pushing ninety-five. He had thick, white hair, bright blues eyes, and a grin as wide as the Mississippi. It was hard to know how much was going on behind that face, however. Alzheimers had invaded four years previously, and Rodney had been slowly slipping away. Thankfully, his mellow personality remained unaffected, making the process much easier on his family.

Though I got less response each time I visited, I always looked forward to being with Rodney. One reason was his faith. Every time I said, “Jesus,” he smiled. Each time I prayed, he broke out in that wide-as-the-Mississippi grin.

Once when I asked if he was ready to pray, he grinned and responded, “Yes. Two times, please.”

I laughed, and prayed. When I finished, he said (still grinning), “I said two times, please.”

I prayed again. Rodney kept grinning.

“Always more!” he exclaimed.

Amen to that, Rodney. We can always use more prayer.

It’s easy to forget how utterly dependent we are on God. None of us causes our own hearts to beat. In the book of Colossians, it says (about Jesus), “All things were created by Him and for Him and through Him, and in Him all things hold together.”

He holds us together. He causes hearts to beat.

Lord, the next time I go on auto-pilot, remind me of Rodney. He knew he needed more of You.

“Yes. Two times, please.”

Gary Roe is the Chaplain of Southern Care Hospice

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