Saturday, April 11, 2015

D&D

When the water runs deep
and the bottom gets rocky,
we need your presence, O God.

Hold us in your steady hand
and keep us upright
and moving toward home.

In the throes of dementia,
when memory becomes
slicker than a muddy river bank,

keep our heads above water,
or at least when we sink,
teach us how to breathe underwater.

Give us courage to face each day
with the fortitude of honesty and hope,
never letting fear generate denial.

This, and all prayers, we offer
in the name of the one
who never forgets to love us.
Amen.


© 2015 Todd Jenkins

1 comment:

  1. Both my parents died of Alzheimers disease -- this is a precious poem for me.

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