Time Together | Our Daily Bread

On the two-hour drive home from a family member’s wedding, my mom asked me for the third time what was new in my job. I once again repeated some of the details as if telling her for the first time, while wondering what might possibly make my words more memorable. My mom has Alzheimer’s, a disease that progressively destroys the memory,…

Although we may make the same requests over and over again or lack for words, He is patient with us.

Source: Time Together | Our Daily Bread