“Oh, how sweet the light of day, And how wonderful to live in the sunshine! Even if you live a long time, don’t take a single day for granted. Take delight in each light-filled hour…” Ecclesiastes 11:7-8a Message
When I arrived at the rehab center yesterday to visit with my dad he was asleep. I sat down and waited for him to wake up. He sleeps a lot during the day (when he is not doing therapy) because he has hard time sleeping at night. It’s too noisy out in the hallway he tells me and his roommate calls out for help all night long.
The staff comes to his aid but then the man continues to cry out again and again. I experienced a small taste of this routine when I visited my dad yesterday evening. I would have a difficult time sleeping through it too.
While I watched my dad rest, my grandma showed up. My brother had her transferred up to the same facility shortly after my dad had his stroke. Now, he can visit them both in one place instead of making the 80 mile drive to where she used to stay. I asked grandma if she wanted to go sit outside in the courtyard for a little bit while Dad slept. She agreed.
As I wheeled her down the hall, I had the same thought I regularly have…if I ever end up in a place like this, Lord, I would spend the majority of my waking hours outside in the sunshine.
Or, at least, I hope I would. I hope I wouldn’t settle for my dark room with the sterile walls. I hope I would still seek out the warm sunshine on my arms and cheek. I hope.
My dad and grandma are in a good facility but it still depresses me. It breaks my heart every time I see an elderly person slumped over sound asleep in their wheelchair. I want to take each one of them outside with me. I want them to feel the warm sun on their arms too.
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