She was soft spoken, gentle, yet
strong in her beliefs, and held tight to
her faith, irrespective of obstacles, or
hurdles thrust in her path, during her
highway of life.
She was amazingly elegant, and
articulate in speech, and had a way of
explaining things that opened up an
entirely new perspective to the
harshest critic of faith. Or to someone
with no belief values. It was almost
poetic.
One of the most moving
conversations occurred one wintry
day. "Nora" needed help with an
issue she was having. I offered to call
the state department and was
promptly placed on hold. And, to
those who are familiar with the state,
and its waiting time on hold, it’s
tedious, and frustratingly long, to say
the least.
While on hold, a nurse’s aide burst
into the room. The dialogue began
with “Nora.”
“How did your night go Jemma?”
“I’ve never asked you
this. But, do you
believe in God?”
“Yeah…but, I can’t
understand how bad
things can happen to
good people.
You know. I don’t
know how He can
ignore my prayers…”
“It was okay, I guess. Nothing’s
changed.”
I turned to see “Nora” patting the bed
motioning for Jemma to sit. “Honey,
life is a puzzle. Sometimes we’re
searching for the missing piece to
complete the picture.”
“Yeah. But, what happens if we never
find it?”
“Nora” reached for Jemma’s hand.
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