“NINI”
Listen To My Heart
There are things I must Share.


“Alzheimer.” I
thought about this word this morning and wondered if it had another meaning. I don’t think
Nini had Alzheimer, but I feel quite sure now that she did have All-Timers. Have you ever wondered
what people are going through when they have been diagnosed as having Alzheimer? There may be
another way to look at this.
As I watched my husband’s
small Grandma Nini walking as fast as her little legs would carry her down a back road in Matagorda,
Texas, the canal on her right, and the local café straight ahead, I knew she was upset.
“Nini. Nini,” I called as
I raced behind her trying to catch up. “Wait for me.”
She never heard me. She was going somewhere. She
was going to a place that was familiar to her; where she was comfortable and felt loved and understood. To
her, that day, it was the café.
Someone back at the house had said something
that upset her. And I think her very thoughts were: “Why can’t people understand
me? They just don’t understand.”
I don’t think what people have labeled
as Alzheimer is anything new. Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 says:
To
Everything there is a season,
And
a time to every purpose under the heaven.
A
time to be born, and a time to die;
A
time to plant, and a time to pluck up
That
which is planted.
Nini had been planted by God for a purpose
and for a season. She’s in Heaven now, but while here, she loved God and His Word. She
did the best she could to tell her family about Jesus and was faithful to pray for all of them.
Ecclesiastes
3:13, 22 speaks that every man (woman) should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of their labor;
that it is a gift of God and His portion to them.
“For in much wisdom is much grief, and
he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.” Ecclesiastes 1:18
All of these verses this morning made me think
of Nini. Oh, what sorrow to have learned so much in her life, to have given so much, to have
cared and loved so much, then not be understood by those who forgot what she had done for them.
Nini knew she was getting old, but her spirit
wasn’t, and it upset her that others couldn’t see her as she had learned to see herself. Not
the lady in the mirror, but the young woman in her heart.
She had read Psalm 37:25. “I have
been young, and now I am old….”
And she probably thought about what Jesus said to Peter and wondered if it could be meant for her,
too.
“Verily, verily, I say unto thee, When
thou wast young, thou girdest thyself, and walkedst whither thou wouldest: but when thou shalt
be old, thou shalt stretch forth thy hands, and another shall gird thee and carry thee whither thou
wouldest not.” (John 21:18).
Ecclesiastes 2:9 says: “My
wisdom remains with me.”
Perhaps I’m just asking you to look
at All-Timers…as a person who has moved on into this season of life: some sooner than
others. The world has an explanation for it in medical terms but not nearly so well as God can
in His Word.
People say the first signs are that their
loved ones no longer have short term memory, but can only remember things of the past. What
a blessing. They have chosen to hold on to the important things in their lives; those things
that remain and are meant to be shared with others, especially their children and grandchildren.
What a wealth of clear vision we are passing
up when we fail to listen and acknowledge their lives as having been very important. God grant
us the ability to see them as they now see themselves…their eternal spirits who will soon
receive new bodies.
Why do they act out and become frustrated? It’s
because no one will listen to them and show them the respect of winners who have run a great race. Falling
sometimes, yes, but remembering now the substance and the milestones of their races.
“Doesn’t anyone want to hear?” they
may ask. “I learned so much! I want to share it with those who have ‘ears to
hear’. Not those who patronize me, treat me like a child, think I am crazy. I have
valuable information. If they will just hear with their hearts…they will see me when
I was a child, a vivacious business man, a young wife and mother, an intelligent teacher. They
can walk through the high points of my life with me. They can learn of their heritage.
“This is a wonderful stage of my life. I
am not old like my body. My spirit is eternally young and when this body is gone…will
they recognize me by my spirit in Heaven? Or will they be looking for an old body that is often
cranky and acting out because few has ‘Ears to Hear’. No, I’ll have a new
body to match my young spirit. Will they recognize me? Some will, because they could see
my eternal youth as I told them many experiences of my time on earth.”
“He that hath ears to hear, let him
hear.” (Matthew 11;15).
I began to see nursing homes, old-folks homes,
hospitals, private homes, hospice homes…all kinds of places where people might be in this
stage of their life. I saw them now in a new light. Literally like a Bright Light glowing
from these places and institutions, that the world as a whole has not seen. Some have, but now
God is showing me. Thank You Lord.
Like a dome putting forth a great light and
inside all the Treasures of Wisdom like nuggets of gold, that lie untouched, just waiting to be shared
as someone’s harvest.

WISDOM
WILL WE LISTEN?
This Fresh Bread is not to place a guilt trip
on anyone. Nor to tell you to go out and minister to the old folks, unless the Lord calls you
to do so. It’s just to make us aware of the golden nuggets of wisdom should we find ourselves
in their presence. May we listen with sincere respect…as we walk the old, solid (for
them) paths they would like to have us walk with them on a given day.
Then
when it comes time for our children and grandchildren to walk our old paths with us, we will have
twice as much to share.
“Thus
saith the Lord, stand ye in the ways and SEE, and ASK for the
OLD PATHS, where is the good way, and walk therein,
and ye shall find rest for your souls.” (Jeremiah
6:16).
REMEMBER

YES…REMEMBER
These people have retained the
important things. Listen to them! Hear what the Lord wants to share with you. They
are no longer impressed by the clutter of this world, they only hold on to the things that Remain.
SO SHOULD WE