Monday
Oct222012

Here, and here

My mother, just five minutes ago asked me who my father was...
When I told her my father's name she quietly said 'it's hard to remember those things always'.
Shortly after that I asked if she knew my mother :-). She was unsure. I had to tell her her-own-name. It also became evident that she didn't really know who I was at all.

During that brief conversation, a part of me grinned in hilarious laughter while the other part of me sank into the depths of a different world. My own mother who bore and breast fed me does not recognise me.. what's wrong with that picture??

But what's in a name? Really.  
In this context, the world!!!
My name is who I am -my identity, my potential, my hopes and dreams. My name associates and defines me to every relationship I have in this world. 

My mother was officially diagnosed with Dementia /Alzheimers' disease a few years ago. Over the years, her condition has progressed toward the negative. Now her cohesiveness can be periodic and sporadic which has become the new norm. 
In life, love and safety is usually portrayed by the picture of a mother and child. But even that perfect picture can and is often shattered and shredded into pieces. Our human love, concern and even memory can take us only so far.

Today I will learn to cling to the One whose memory spans from infinity to infinity. The One that created us all 'so fearfully and wonderfully'. A mother 'may' forget her child, but our creator God knows the number of hair on our head.
Here's a song by Tommy Walker that means alot to me today.

HE KNOWS MY NAME

I have a Maker
He formed my heart
Before even time began
My life was in his hands

He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
And He hears me when I call

I have a Father
He calls me His own
He'll never leave me
No matter where I go

 

Psalms 139 

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so sorry to hear about your mom, hope she gets better.
Indeed our heavenly Father knows each of our us by name, what a wonderful and amazing thing..

October 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMang Buhril

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