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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Uncles/Aunts (04/17/08)

TITLE: Dolly
By Lynn Jacky


Once called fanatic by her brother and sister. They did not understand her position, nor did they bother to ask why? She never tried to excuse her decision. But, had they inquired into the matter, they would have seen a change in her. She had become more self assured, more loving and even kinder. She lived her everyday existence with a kind of faith her siblings presumed to be religious. It would take years before I understood and not until I became what she was.

When she entered a room, you knew, you where in the presence of someone special. She had a certain way of making you feel important. She was that type of person. If you met her, you would instantly like her. Her deep blue eyes, always at peace, danced with laughter and had a way of making you smile. She walked holding her head tall, even throughout, the many seasons of struggles and disfunction. Somehow she travailed through. She knew something. A secret. She kept it tucked away, deep in her heart.

She did not brag, nor talk excessively. She just knew, what she knew and lived her life accordingly. She loved life. If she was aware, or hurt by the accusation of her brother and sister, she never said. The way she dealt with difficulties was silence. Thought to be her weakness, was actually her source of strength. Those around her never knew. She was praying.

She prayed for her husband, her daughters, friends and extended families. Her Brother, his family, her sister and family and that's where I come in. One day, I witnessed her sitting in the solitude of her living room praying and reading her bible by the light of a lamp. Her favorite saying. "Don't pray for anything, you don't want God to do."

Her story; one of her daughters was in a life threatening situation. She prayed that God would intervene in her daughter's life, even, if it meant moving her to another city. And God did.

Born in 1920, she is the oldest, a precious daughter of Frank and Melissa. She inherited her mother's blue eyes and they named her, Dolores. Her mother died when she was little and her grandmother raised her. She grew into a beautiful young woman and her nick name suited her perfectly, 'Dolly'. She married and had five daughters of her own.

Some years later, her sister, who is my mother, out of concern for me had requested that Dolly pay me a visit. She did. She never betrayed mom, nor did she reveal the reason for her visit. She just came to see me. I was married then and had children of my own. We had a wonderful visit that I will treasure forever.

It was my mother who revealed to me her request. She was concerned over all this born again, religious nonsense. My aunt reported to her sister. "There is nothing wrong with your daughter, she's perfectly fine. She just found Jesus."

My aunt and I have always held a special place in each other's heart. When I informed her that mom named me Dolores, as my middle name, she was quite surprised. She is an amazing woman in the Lord and someone I look up to as an example.

I wish, I could express a happy ending to this story. Rest assured, there will be, when aunt Dol goes home to meet Jesus. But, today my aunt has entered into a dark world of many shadows. A world where proteins and fats are blocking the cell transmissions to her brain. Cells die and the ones left cannot function properly. Alzheimers is this terrible threat. She has good days and bad days. Those who love her, see emptiness deep within her blue eyes. She can't remember. She doesn't remember her sister, her name, nor the daughters who love her so.

One thing I know, God remembers and He knows where she is. Now, I pray, as she prayed for me. To speak God's Word over her, deep into her spirit, bringing His light into the dark shadows of her mind. What an honor, to pray and continually hold her in His Presence before The Throne.

Her secret. She is His daughter and her life is in His Hands. God is her help in this time of trouble and once again, in His perfect timing, she will travail through.

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Dee Yoder 04/25/08
My dad has Alzheimer's, too, so I know the pain of seeing your loved one not remembering the family. She blessed you as a child, and now you can bless her in her final years. Won't it be lovely to see our loved ones restored to health in Heaven?
Mary McLeary04/25/08
This a beautiful tribute to your aunt.
Anita Johnson07/18/08
When our memory of earthly things is over, our eternal memory is just beginning!! Anita