With my Uncle Don passing away this week, my mom lost both her brothers within a span of a few months. Sadly, her dementia makes it impossible for me to relate to her what has taken place.
However, just a few weeks ago, Don and Mom spoke on the phone ever so briefly. I saw in my Mom's brightening eyes and emotional voice the signs she knew it was her brother on the line.
The videos below, one of an old trainer visiting his elephant after fifteen years of separation, and the other of an Alzheimer patient having a moment of recognition of her daughter lying beside her, capture the power of memories.
These events remind us of the importance of such things as lifelong bonds of love, of continuing to love the forgetful and wayward, and of the hope in calling people to remember the gospel that they so long ago seem to have forgotten. "Remember the former things of old, for I am God, and there is no other; I am God and there is none like me" (Isaiah 46:9).
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