Alright I’m gonna try to get through this without crying. But no promises.
This is Dean. She lives at a Nursing Home for elderly people with special needs. I got the pleasure of visiting this home while I was down in Alabama. When I first walked into the room there were several residents who smiled, waved & said hello. They were happy & glad to see us! But as my eyes wandered the room they settled on a woman in a wheel chair who was looking down at her hands quietly. My heart went out to her so I walked over and sat down by her & introduced myself. She didn’t look up, she didn’t say anything and the look on her face broke my heart. It was a look that seemed as if she hadn’t felt happy in a very long time. I asked her several questions that yielded no response. So I just sat there & held her hand. I was beginning to feel discouraged when I remembered watching this documentary on Music Therapy and how it can bring people out of dark states… It seemed like my only option so I asked her if she she liked to sing.
She quickly shook her head “no”.
I laughed, “at least she responded.” I thought. I smiled & said “okay, well would you like me to sing?”
She waited for a moment and then nodded “yes”. So I quietly began singing the song His Eye is on the Sparrow.
“Why should I feel discouraged.
Why should the shadows come.
Why should my heart feel lonely.
And long for Heaven & Home.
When Jesus is my portion.
A constant friend is He.
His eye is on the sparrow.
And I know he watches me.”
I had held her hand before I began singing, but as soon as I started… She held it back tightly. She reached out and grabbed my other hand.
And as I kept singing she began to cry and whisper…”yes…yes…” And then, as I sang the last word of the song, for the first time since I had met her…she looked up at me with tears in her eyes and with a smile she said,
“Thank You.”
I couldn’t believe how much her entire demeanor had completely changed. It was as if she was a new person. She was alive, she was smiling and she seemed happy.
Before I left she pulled me in for a long hug & so as she was hugging me I asked her if I could pray for her and she said “Yes, please..” I prayed that she would know her worth, that she would not feel forgotten but loved, and that she would have a song in her heart even if she could not sing. And as I walked out to leave I could not stop the tears from streaming down my face… (And yes, I am crying right now….At least I made it halfway)
But I wasn’t crying because I was sad… I was crying because I was so incredibly thankful.
I have so much to be happy about. It should be easy to find joy when you can sing, when you can dance, when you have family that loves you, when you are young & free, when you know that you have a purpose in this world. But yet… it’s not. I’ve had all those things and still struggled with depression…
Dean cannot sing, she can’t dance…she can’t even walk, she has no family or friends around her anymore & she isn’t young or free. The workers at the home told me they couldn’t even remember the last time they saw her smile… So how is someone like Dean supposed to find joy?
Well I believe the answer is in the very song I sang to her. Joy is not found in our circumstances, but in the promise that there is a God who loves us & will meet us in heaven one day. I believe that Dean will be completely healed. She will walk, she will sing and dance. But whether that’s on earth or in Heaven is not for me to say. I don’t think Dean smiled because she thought I had a pretty voice. I think she was filled with joy because as she heard those words, she was reminded that this life is temporary & that God’s promise is eternal. I pray that she keeps that joy inside her til she goes to meet her Father in Heaven. And I pray that whoever reads this will find joy in the midst of their trials. We may not be able to avoid the circumstances in our life, but if we trust in God, we will outlast them.❤️
-Molly Kate