Fight That Age-Related Confusion!

Dementia, Alzheimer’s, memory loss, confusion, mild cognitive impairment (MCI) — whatever it is, I hate it.

I hate what it does to anyone, be it someone I know and love or be it a total stranger (whom I should also love).

Some days I even pray against it in a specific person or two.

This morning I had that “approach” “validated” in another Andrée Seu piece:

My mother is noticeably failing now.


After her stroke two years ago, they sent the visiting nurses in, and that has been good in some respects, but there is a danger. Too much fussing over Mom’s confusion has perhaps reinforced the confusion, like a self-fulfilling prophecy.


While I was praying this morning, I arrived at a new application of faith in God which is always exciting to me. I realized that it is not necessary to accept, without a fight, the diagnosis of a failing mind. Says who? […] To speak negatively is to align oneself with the devil’s assessment of life, not God’s.


We have more than psychological technique on our side. “Moses was 120 years old when he died. His eye was undimmed, and his vigor unabated” (Deuteronomy 34:7). This is the kind of God we have, a God who makes the shadow climb back up the steps rather than descend. We will get the help we need for Mom. But what is to forbid us from praying creatively, from asking Him for a sound mind? Why should we surrender to a foregone conclusion that does not factor in Jehovah Rapha?

Please, read the missing pieces: Fighting for it. Then pray!

Oh, and what does Jehovah Rapha mean?


And is this true?

Comment? Sure!

Above all, love God!
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