Beautiful Music To My Ears

I was going to email Mom this story but thought I would share it with all of you also.

This morning (Sunday) we came into church and things were going according to schedule, songs and prayer. Then behind my husband and I there was a small commotion going on quietly behind me, it was not much, but enough to catch our attention. There was an elderly lady sitting right behind us, you could tell her family was caring for her because her mind was not all there. Well when we as a congregation sat down to listen to the beautiful music our choir was singing, this lady remained standing right behind me and sang her heart out with the choir.

It was such sweet music to my ears, I closed my eyes and felt like I was sitting there listening to my own grandmother sing. Memories of my Grandma singing is something I hold dear, she was not always on key but it was beautiful to me.

Unfortunately her family in hushed voices were telling her to sit down but she wanted to just stand and sing to sweet Jesus. My husband looked over at me, knowing I was listening to what was taking place behind me, and I had tears streaming down my face. It took everything I had to not turn around and tell this sweet family to leave her be and let her sing.

I praise God, ironically the Pastor’s message today was to let your emotions flow according to what you are comfortable with. Worship is something between you and God and we are called to worship in spirit and truth!

Father when I am old and my mind is not as it once was, may YOU be what shines through, may I stand and sing praises to your name.

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jewelcavinee

What a beautiful post! *tears* We were having Thanksgiving with my mother-in-law at the nursing home where she lived and after dinner, we took a walk to the cafeteria where another resident was playing the piano. This resident was no doubt in her 90's. She has little boney, gnarled hands but she still was able to play quite beautifully. My MIL had alzheimers and didn't even know who her family members were but as we sat there and listened to the playing of the hymns, my MIL began to sing softly and to our surprise, she remembered every word to the old hymns that were being played. Just amazing....and so touching.
Thanks so much for the post which brought back this precious to me. God bless! :-)

Lori

Thank you so much for sharing that sweet story it touched my heart. I pray
I am that way also. Thanks for stopping by!

Donnetta

Oh Lori, even in reading this story tears are forming. Beautiful....

It reminds me of an elderly lady I used to care for. She had extreme dementia. Could hardly recognize her family but oh she remembered the hymns of old.

One day while providing her care I couldn't help but join in. As I did, she stopped singing and her eyes lit up. She took my hand, looked me eye to eye with a smile beaming across her face and said, "You know my Jesus!"

There in her room, we sang praises together and from that moment on whenever she saw me it as if the dementia disappeared and she would invite, "Come sing with me."

A moment where my work as a nurse and my paycheck became so much more than a job, it was truly sacred.

Lori

Ok well now you have me crying, oh goodness what a sweet story!!!

Warren Baldwin

"Be filled wit hthe Spirit, addressing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody to the Lord with your hearts ..." Eph. 5:18-19.

I'm with you; the yshould have let the lady sing!
wb

Lori

Amen!

Iris

Oh, Lori, thank you so very much for sharing this story with us. I want to be like that one day, even my mind is not always there, but my heart connected to Him who brings joy.

Barbara H.

What a beautiful post, Lori. I wish her family could have seen her as worshiping without inhibition, but I have to confess, if my mother-in-law with dementia had done the same thing, I would probably have reacted the same way.

Love what you said at the end. I once heard of a dear sweet Christian lady who, when she began to lose control of her faculties, would sometimes "cuss a blue streak." Her family was shocked -- they had never heard anything like that from her before, but somewhere she heard it and it stuck in her mind and came back out. That scared me, because I grew up in an unsaved home and heard a lot of stuff I don't want to come back out if I lose control. I just pray, as you did, that when that time comes God will be in control and people will see Him.

Lori

Amen. Barbara that is so true, but I believe God knows our heart and that
is what will shine through.

Melinda Velez

Love this story and also it hits home. In 2009, I lost my spitfire grammy who was 97 years old and sharp as a whistle. Her white hair pulled back and glistening against her bronze skin. Although her body was betraying her due to age, she still could cook delicious meals and insisted to do as much as she could independently. She would tell me, I may not be able to do what young people do but I can pray and I pray for you and the family every day to my Father God. We sang her favorite hymns by her bedside as she quietly went to meet the Jesus that she sang to everyday. May our hearts be like children and free like my Grammy and your sweet lady today at church - fiercely loyal & expressing their love and gratitude for the Lord. Melinda

Lori

Oh Melinda I had tears reading your response. Thank you so much for sharing
with me about your grandma. My desire in life is that my grand kids will
also remember me as one who loved Jesus with all her heart.

Dianne - Bunny Trails

Beautiful post, Lori. My grandmother passed away a year and a half ago, having had dementia in her later years. Even though her memory failed her significantly during that time, she still KNEW God's word because it had been hidden in her heart for so many years. It was such a beautiful blessing when she would pray or recite the word. Physical age may have taken much away in what she could remember, but NOTHING could take away the sweet Word of God.