Everytime that I walk by this lady’s room at the nursing home I hear old time gospel music playing. It is a really refreshing difference from the sounds of TV’s being played in almost all the other rooms.
Sometimes I just glance in and see her sitting in her chair with the most contented look on her face singing along, praising her Savior.
I love that look.
Last Monday I went into her room to say hello. She remarked how she just can’t help but get happy inside as she sings to Jesus. She told me how she had been listening to that tape over and over. I found out that on Sunday she would be 99. She looked me straight in the eyes and said that she would not want to live over again, with all the pain in the world, how she had prayed so hard and she would be ready to go home! Her parents had been Christians and they had made sure her soul was saved, knowing that was the most important thing, beyond any treasure on this earth.
This couple moment encounter really stopped my train of thought on that particular day. Jesus touched me through her. At 99 she is a true witness for the Lord. This woman really knows her Savior. He is why she lives. This is how I want to be her age. This is how I want to be NOW.! I want to be found sitting praising my Savior no matter what day it is…
