A Sudden Flash Of Insight
I walked through the doorway of the nursing home completely unnoticed. No one was at the front desk. I passed the nurses station, manned only by what seemed to be a custodian enjoying a game show on television.
I went into William's room and found him in the bed.
"Good morning, William," I told him, introducing myself as if he would have no clue that I was the pastor of his church. Indeed, William had no clue at all who I was. Or who his wife was. Or who he was.
I chatted away about meaningless things -- the birds at his window. The blue sky. The palm tree swaying in the wind. The youth group's trip to Montreat coming up this Summer, and how he used to take the kids each year.
He understood nothing.
As I talked, William talked back to me in mumbling sounds that I could not comprehend.
As I left I told William I wanted to have a prayer. I held his hand and prayed a simple prayer.
When I opened my eyes I saw William looking straight at me with a clear expression. "Thank you, pastor," he told me.
And as suddenly as clarity had come for William, it left just as suddenly.
But in that brief moment, he had a glimpse that God loved him and that the church was with him.