Sunday, December 8, 2013
The Second Week of Advent Calls
From the Liturgy of the Hours.
I laid in bed this morning Lord and watched my husband breathe with assistance of the oxygen tank. The steady hum was our accompaniment all night. It's tubing was gathered up several times as we made our trek to the bathroom. Careful not to get tangled up in our feet as we made our way from one room to the next. A reminder that we were connected to that tank that eased his breathing and my mind.
I could not help laying my hand on his this morning and wondering when they had gotten so small and frail. I have seen those hands do many things. They have changed diapers, put worms on hooks, buttoned coats, smoothed a charts, written a letter, raised an anchor and steered a boat. Those hands have held my hand for a little more than 23 years. They have fixed cars and built things. Now they hold a Rosary at night and seem to flutter over his chest as he sleeps.
He seems restless and anxious and I try to calm him. We are moving forward in this season of preparation. Calm our fears, hold us in Your Hands, keep us safe.