Last week, I wrote about my dear mother. The loving feedback that many of you forwarded to me tremendously touched me. Thank you.
As I read your words, I was reminded of an article I wrote about 14 years ago. I felt it appropriate to resend it.
Enjoy: Writing from a Right Mind (edited for clarity)
Although both of my pioneer missionary parents today rest in peace, awaiting their reward in eternity; neither of them regretfully departed without suffering.
I watched my father die a thousand deaths: the dozens of strokes were merciless. Finally, one day, even his resounding voice was at last silenced. You know what I mean if you ever heard him narrate a missionary slide presentation. His anointed voice was gone, forever!
All the while, my precious mother continued caring for Dad, yet she sensed she was falling into the void of a disease called Alzheimer's. She KNEW!
So, how can I forget the day Mother urgently summoned me to Dad´s hospital room? As I walked in and saw all was well, my questioning face turned to her. She answered my look and said: “Brad, today I am still in my right mind. I just wanted you to know that I love you.” Knowing that blank look of emptiness was not far away, we kissed and hugged. Precious
Memories!
As we approach the beginning of yet another prophetic year, I suddenly realize that I may not be far from the same diseases that damaged my parents. Yet today, this day, I am still in my right mind… thus I write: Because one day I may lose my right mind (hopefully not), I write the following statements as a public record, declaring to all that know me that:
Should, however, mental or physical issues destroy my mind, please intern me where I will not hinder the progress of God’s Kingdom as I fade into a twilight zone. If someday I can no longer proclaim my love for Jesus… please say it for me. I would appreciate that! I write today because I am still in my right mind.
Brad Lambeth
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jblambeth@gmail.com
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