I had an interesting phone call from Joshua
yesterday. Now, I don’t do well on the
phone any more, primarily because I just can’t hear all that well. As a result there are times when I have to
ask for repetition or clarification. I
was convinced my ears were losing even more capacity after I said “Hello” in
this call. After hearing Josh repeat it
at least three times, I finally made out what he was asking. The question was so random, so unexpected,
that I just wasn’t able to place it into any context of experience that seemed
reasonable. When I finally threw all
that out the window and stopped trying to make the statement “fit” into a box,
I got it. Not that I understood it right
away, but I heard it.
Josh was asking, “Have you found MeeMaw
yet?” Strange, right? I answered something along the lines of, “As
far as I know she’s in the other room, but I can sure go check. Maybe you know something I don’t.” He was chuckling the whole time, so I knew he
knew something. Finally, he could hold
back no longer. Seems he had seen
something on several of those Texdot signboards that are all over the freeways. You know, the ones that flash different
messages about wrecks and road construction.
He passed several on his way to work, and they were all flashing
whatever it is they flash that would be the senior adult version of an Amber
Alert. An elderly adult had gone missing
in, of all places, Galveston. And the
signs in San Antonio had picked up the call.
He naturally assumed that MeeMaw was on her way to visit them and maybe
made a wrong turn. I made a quick sweep
of the house to make sure – to lay my own eyes on her – and assured him that
she was safe and sound in her usual spot on the couch. So much for the national (or at least Texas-al)
spotlight on the Vaughan Family.
Psalms 46:7 says, “The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.”
Father, please give Mom some relief from
her cough and her restlessness at night.
Amen.
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