Sunday, January 5, 2014

My Daddy



I am here, but you don't know me;
Just another caring face 
Facing yours.  Hands reaching.
Can I touch?  Can I embrace?
You quiver at the slightest touch,
As my mind wills redeeming grace,
I behold a bud to bloom.
You let us know when there is room
For understanding, delving deep
Into your soul, the one God keeps.
Hold my hand, my Daddy, trust!
This is the gift you give to us . . .


As many of you know, my family and I are struggling with my Dad's condition with advanced Alzheimer's.  Please feel free to share this with others who are going through or who have gone through the pain of losing a loved one to this horrific illness.  May these words bring you hope and peace and closure . . .

13 comments:

  1. That's a tough one. My uncle went through that and we're headed for problems with my father-in-law. Hang in there.

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    1. Thank you, Joyce, I certainly will and will keep your father-in-law in prayers.
      Love and blessings!

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  2. This is so touching. Prayers with you all Martha.

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    1. Thanks so much, Janaki! Your prayers are cherished, my friend!
      Love and blessings!

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  3. Beautiful words, Martha. It's so hard to watch those we love decline and then pass away. Yet, if they (and we) know the Lord, the best is yet to come.

    My heart has a spot in it for a daddy, as my daddy passed away when I was about eight months old. It's a struggle to really understand who a daddy is and what a daddy does.

    I find myself watching with great interest (and may be a bit of wistfulness?) little girls and their daddies.

    Prayers for you.

    Love and blessings!

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    1. The best is yet to come, Kim, that is for sure.
      I am so sad to know that you lost your father while so young in life. My dad lost his father at the age of seven. It's amazing to me that he even had a clue of how to be a Dad. He wasn't ever perfect, but he never gave up on loving.
      May our Heavenly Father fill your heart with a Daddy's love and joy always, Kim!

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    1. Thank you, Irene! Hugs so appreciated . . .

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  5. Hugs! This is beautiful and poignant. ♥

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  6. I just stumbled upon your blog Martha...lots of prayers and positive light your way! The poem was beautiful... Touched me to the core!

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    1. Thanks so much, Aditi, and glad you found my blog. This is my random one. I have another, Meditations of My Heart, where I post bi-weekly. Hope you will visit that one at http://marthaorlando.blogspot.com.

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