It’s interesting to remember the days of our youth. What traditions can you recall? Traditions help carve our personalities, our values and beliefs. Mom was concerned to always promote our spiritual life. She loved us so much, and one of her top priorities was to make sure we knew God. So we had traditions that reminded us who we are and Who God is. Thus every Sunday we attended church as a family; Mom also took us to communion every week day during Lent. Most remembered tradition was the early morning ride on a frigid trip to the bottom of ‘Mt Adams’, where we “made the steps”, a long, cold meditation.
Another Catholic tradition was celebrated in the Month of May, when we enjoyed honoring Mary as Jesus’ mother with a special church celebration; we would bring roses, one a piece, to create a large bouquet. Our neighbors, an elderly couple, had a beautiful garden, and Mr. D would cut each of us a lovely special rose to take to church this day.
My Mom had a God-connection that clearly exhibited itself near the end of her life. Mom had the heart breaking disease known as Alzheimer’s. She lost her ability to talk early on, but even this horrible mind stealing thief of a disease could not remove her love for her God. Even though she was mute, I remember two instances that showed she still had her connection with God.
One was when we were on a trip and at a bus stop in New York, Mom spotted a church about 50 yards away and made a beeline for it. Inside the church there was a mass going on. She went right in and knelt down. It was like she felt God drawing her and she wanted Him.
The second occurred one day as she ‘escaped’ the house. Now sometimes she would go out and get lost, so Dad tried to keep a good eye on her. This day she slipped out and Dad followed her. She walked across the street where there was a high wooden fence. She began putting her hand up on it, bowing her head and then moving along a few steps and repeating the process. After watching her for a little while, Dad realized she was “making the stations of the cross.” (This is a meditation ritual in the Catholic Church remembering Christ’s crucifixion, death and resurrection.)
It consoled my heart to understand that she retained her relationship with the Father she loved so much. Even though she may not have known us, she knew Him and was still connected to Him in her heart. God never left her. He never leaves any of us.
Hebrews 13:5 (AMP)
. . . for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!]