One of the difficulties of transitioning to the role of caregiver for a parent is dealing with grief of loss. Parents often provide nurture and counsel well into their children's adulthoods; my mom certainly did. And so when Mom stopped cooking for us and lost interest in the daily details of my life, I was angry and grief-stricken.
Earlier this week a friend and I were talking about the difficulty of not casting blame when other people let us down. We came up with a pretty simple prayer from the perspective of frail and fallible human beings who are walking side-by-side along life's path with other frail and fallible human beings:
Dear Lord, help me speak when I need to speak, remain silent when I need to remain silent, and pray when I need to pray. It isn’t as though other people can keep me from what I need; that’s the devil’s lie! All I need spiritually and emotionally resides in my relationship with You. Help me look to my own obedience so that in every present moment I choose Your will rather than my own. I release those nearest to me from the heavy responsibility of meeting my heart's needs, and pray to increasingly find all my needs met in you.
As they make music they will sing,
“All my fountains are in you.”