Confessions of a Peace Lover…

“This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24

These words can be found on one of  the walls of the nursing home my mom lives in. Frankly, I am certain living in a nursing home never made my mom’s  list of things she wanted to accomplish or places she’d like to live. Yet these words are a reminder that, even when we are in a place we wouldn’t choose to be, each and every day is a day that the Lord has made; each and every day we still have a choice to rejoice and be glad in it.

There is always something to be thankful for. I am thankful for the tender loving care Mom receives at Walnut Hills Nursing Home. 

“Visiting” with Mom these days is difficult, Alzheimer Disease has robbed her of the ability to respond verbally. Because of this my sister and I look for creative ways to visit with her. One of my favorites is to give Mom a wheelchair ride through the halls of Walnut Hills, stopping at each wall that has WordArt and reading the verses to her.

This past week these words prompted me to start singing the song that we’d learned so many years ago. It was an echo song, the song leader would start with “This is the day” and we would respond “This is the day” going back and forth through the words of the verse until we would all sing together “This is the day that the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it!” finishing, once again, with the echo. While unable to respond or sing along Mom usually makes eye contact with us when we sing to her. My sister and I see it touching a place deep within her that Alzheimer Disease has not yet robbed of her.

We recognize music as a gift, a precious way to visit and communicate with Mom in this season of life.

Music is a universal language that spans the ages. It’s why we sing to babies long before they understand the words we are singing. It is why we sing as we sit by the bedside of our loved ones who can no longer respond to the very words they taught us so many years ago.

Music is a gift for the heart that I am thankful for. I’m also thankful for the Truth of God’s word. And I am ever so thankful for the creative souls who thought to combine the Truth of God’s word with the gift of music!

Yes, this is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!

Beth Beechy

Beth Beechy lives in Amish Country, Ohio. Marrying her high school sweetheart in 1983 has resulted in a home filled with five great kids, a wonderful son-in-law, AND an adorable grandson! Still a “mostly” stay-at-home mom, Beth enjoys being available for her family, friends, and ministry.

4 comments to  Confessions of a Peace Lover…

  • kevin lynch

    Each time I read one of your posts, I am more and more impressed with your ability to write and drive home your point eloquently. And here I thought, after all these years, that you were JUST a wonderful wife and mother. Keep up the great work and inspirational words.

    • Beth Beechy

      Why thank you Sir Lynch. Perhaps you should take some credit as I have read your articles for YEARS and more than likely learned a thing or two about the craft of writing from mentors like you. Tell your sweet wife (and wonderful mother of those two handsome young men) hello.

  • Ethel Miller

    Oh Beth, this brought tears to my eyes, I can just see her in her wheelchair at WH.I am so thankful for the heritage of singing that we have. I believe that even when we can’t speak and it doesn’t seem like they can even think, somehow the words of those long-ago hymns reach into their very souls. We experienced that with 2 of my aunts who would sing along even tho there was no other communication. I know all the verses of MANY hymns and am so thankful that they are buried deep in my brain, maybe for future use!Blessings to you as you continue to care for your mother.

    • Beth Beechy

      Thanks Ethel – music is truly a gift for the heart. I am very thankful for our heritage too – I can remember Mom and Dad singing in a quartet with their friends, Clarence and Sue Yoder, for many years, those are wonderful memories! Thank you for your kind words.