I’ve been thinking a lot about what makes a home. My daughter and I have been displaced from our physical home for over 6 months due to family illness. Living with my elderly parents I’ve come to see home not only where the heart is but where peace is.
My mother who is on oxygen and whose movements are confined from bedroom to chairlift to kitchen table finds her home in crossword puzzles, reading, reminiscing and watching tv shows on brides or babies.
My father who is the main caregiver to my mother and not always enthusiastically, finds his home tending to projects of the house. Gardening, or small improvement projects whether hiring a painter or a lawn care company is his home; being busy with things he understands. Because as my grandmother said, “Getting old isn’t for sissies”, and not the least of which is not being able to do anything about his macular degeneration or her emphysema.
Sometime ago I wrote a great deal about my friend Pat who has been undergoing chemo and radiation for cancer. At some point I truly felt he had been physically healed from the monster. Through all of his trials he contends that it has brought him closer to God. In fact the peace in this unedited poem reflects it:

Light comes from high above
its really just rays of love
shared with all that walk his earth
from the time you die to the day of birth
but after this is another land
Since that time in September 2009 I have pondered faith and healing a great deal. In Matthew 4: 24 ; crowds were healed in Syria and in chapter 9 many were healed as Jesus commended them on their faith. Throughout this chapter it seems people are coming at him from all directions, asking questions, and getting requests for healing while on his way to heal another. In verses 9-12 Jesus says,
If the wine skins are our bodies, could not Jesus make the body new and fill it with the new wine or Holy Spirit? Is that exactly what Pat is getting? More and more new wine (light, Holy Spirit) which will make up his new wine skin in heaven eventually? Pat is undergoing experimental treatment at MD Anderson starting Thursday. They've exhausted all other possibilities. He said, "It's kind of scary getting something done that hasn't been done before, but maybe I can help someone else by doing this." Are other people's prayers being answered by this? Have we gotten our miracle already in that he has been with us so long?
What of my parents who are not believers, can I not stand in faith on their behalf as the centurion for his servant? (Matt.8:8) Or is my faith not great enough?
We are just love-light beings visiting this place making our way back home. Each step we remember a little bit more of where we came from and hopefully bring a little bit more of our home to this place where we reside, fleetingly and temporarily.
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caring for old people is not for sissies either
Yes it is true Pilgrim, everyday is a miracle, let us give thanks and be glad in it! Amen!
Howdy hi.
I come and go and often feel I lose track... I get to giggling if I go inside a church.
I conjure images.
Some aren't holy.
Some are sacred.
secular/sacred`
same-same sane.
Pleasant affection.
I replace the horror.
Thereby I think sax?
tease?
I giggle at funerals.
Keep Loving. Sigh.
Tragic.
Life is good also.
Keep browsing.
Read Psalmist.
That's struggle.
Nature Heals.
Life is brief.
Immortality.
Bang cymbals.
Art, clang a symbol yes celebrate and be grateful!
That you can see the sanctity and security within infirmity and illness says much about your character and the strength of your faith.
I'm counting my blessings here ;-)
Thoughts going out to you and yours, and Pat, and I think there's a whole bunch more Syrians lined up now, for a little of that Healing.
Great music too, Anne.
One hopes as one gets older that we would become wiser. It seems the more I ponder the deeper the mystery becomes. You are right so many people could use healing all over the world.
We must count our blessings every moment of the day otherwise me might be buried in the pain around us.
Thanks and I'm always behind on the latest. I think this song was done in 2009.