My Pentecostal mother
Today is both Pentecost Sunday and Mother’s Day.
My mother’s last several years of life were not pleasant.
Strokes left her increasingly incapacitated. Following the strokes, Alzheimer’s
disease gradually stole away the woman we had known.
But in the midst of her trials, my mother struggled to give
what she could to the body of Christ.
My Spirit-filled mother was an encourager. Long active in
her Women’s Ministries group, she found ways to touch people’s lives that
others missed — like sending dozens of cards with personal words of
encouragement each month. After her strokes, the cards didn’t always make
sense. She didn’t even get her own name right sometimes. But the message was
still clear. She cared, and she was praying.
And, yes, she could still pray. Even when it became
difficult for her to compose a sentence of conversation, somehow her prayers
made sense. And something else — she still prayed in the Spirit. Long
after her ability to communicate was gone, she would still pray in the heavenly
language I had heard her use since she was first baptized in the Holy Spirit.
The weaknesses of body and mind, though debilitating, cannot
compete with the influence of God’s Holy Spirit in a believer’s soul. When it
seems to us loved ones have ceased to be who they used to be, God says that
Yes, the body and mind are worn out. But this is still a
child of the King. This is still one in whom the Holy Spirit dwells.
If your mother, or other loved one, is in this situation
today, realize this. Jesus said, “No one can snatch them out of my hand. … No
one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand” (John 10:28,29, NIV).
Neither stroke nor Alzheimer’s, or even death, shall be able
to separate them from the love of God (Romans 8:35-39).
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