Bethel Reformed church
Bethel Reformed Church
506 West Street
Brantford, Ontario N3R 3W7
519 752-1114
   pastor@bethelreformed.ca   

Monday, May 7, 2018

      Good Monday everyone;
     
 
May grace, mercy and peace be multiplied to you in Jesus.
 
      I am fully awake. It’s three thirty in the morning, and for some reason I am fully awake. We all know what happens after that: our minds begin brewing stuff that could well wait to percolate our minds much later. (I would never really do it) In my thinking, it dawned on me:
 
      The Vet had said that it is possible that she has a bit of dementia – there!
 
      Then I move - drat! When I move, the cat which sleeps on one of my legs (why? I have no answer) gets irritated and jumps off the bed. Then begins the chorus of irritation, moving through the house as if hunting the one thing she always wants: food! It’s not that we don’t feed her. Asia is to the point of her life that she forgets that she has eaten. During the day, after she is fed, she gets her water, and goes back to the plate expecting to be fed. Then, that despairing cry: “Feed me! It’s ok during the daytime, but at night, when one is trying to sleep, the house echoes with that chorus until becomes a shout “FEED ME!”
 
      She is ignored of course, except for those who are now awake. At one point last night, I was ready to let her explore the outside for a while. As I was pondering ore, forgetting that she has eaten. Then it dawned on me, as she crawls back onto my legs, that I am not beyond contracting dementia, or Alzheimer disease. I could be stricken with a stroke, or cancer, or some dreadful disease or accident where I could no longer take care of myself. How would I want to be treated by my caregivers? I did not have to think about that long and hard. I have seen elder abuse first hand, or heard of people being yelled at because their bodies did respond as quickly as the caregiver thought it should. I have heard the complaints of patients being neglected. Residents of homes have been over medicated, had their food withheld, and the list goes on.
 
      It came to mind that maybe at times Asia was trying to find her way back to the bed. What if I lost my way?
 
      The words of Jesus came to mind: “Treat others the way that you want to be treated.” The modern version is something like this: “What goes around comes around.” While most religions have a saying something like that, it is because Jesus said it that it bears much weight - especially at four thirty in the morning. (Yes, it’s been an hour! I am a slow learner.)
 
      Jesus expects his followers to treat those who are under our care with dignity, respect, patience and above with love. I know that. However, I got the feeling last night the Spirit was saying to me that this also includes the animals that we shelter under our roof. Hmm ...
 
      Jesus expects his followers to treat those who are under our care with dignity, respect, patience and above with love. I know that. However, I got the feeling last night the Spirit was saying to me that this also includes the animals that we shelter under our roof. Hmm.
 
      Have a joyous Easter week
 
in the love of Jesus,
bram