If you'll remember yesterday, I was talking about the books that God keeps. It reminded me of something that happened in the nursing home years ago. This elderly woman," Elsie Norris" was a resident at the time. She was in a vegetative state and did not speak or move. Her husband was there with her every day. He spent many hours each day with her. The love that he showed her was just incredible. One Sunday morning as Willard and I were there to give the Sunday school lesson, Mr. Norris walked over to me and asked me if I would mind reading one of his wife's poem's as his trembling hands held the subject book full of his wife's writings, I took it from him, went and set down with it. I went through the book to find a poem to read, I read it over silently before I was to read it aloud. What was in the pages of that book touched my heart. You see, the book not only had poems in it, it also had letters to God. I picked a poem to read and read it during the Sunday school lesson. Ms. Elsie had the most beautiful smile on her face as I was reading the poem that she had written most likely many years before. After the Sunday school lesson I talked to Mr. Norris about the book. He said that he had a box full of them at home. He told me that each day his wife would write a poem or a letter to God. Think about it, every day that sweet woman would sit down and write either a poem to God or a letter to God. She has left those prayers and poems for her husband and her children to read. Her children can now read those writings and see how much their mother loved God.
Ms. Elsie died about three years ago. Mr. Norris doesn't come into the nursing home anymore. I don't know what ever happened to him, but I know he must still miss his wife tremendously. I pray that God will comfort him during his lonely hours.
Can you imagine leaving something like that for your husband, your children and even your grandchildren to read long after your death? Quite an extraordinary woman she must've been.
Until next time, God bless and God save.