My mother-in-law's phone call appears on my screen on average five times a day. Ever since we moved her to a memory care facility, she has called begging to be transferred back to her home. My heart breaks to know that her progressing dementia will never allow her to live in her own home again. While her phone calls are persistent, they remind me to pray that God will make another way for her. The Bible story of the persistent widow comes to mind every time I see her name appear on my phone.
Often I can answer and listen to her pleas, only interrupted by my children. But today I am in the middle of multiple errands, just making it to my naturopath's office on the sixth floor. The doc is talking to me when I see my mother-in-law's call. I whisper a prayer for her as I silence my phone.
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