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Finding Comfort

In his USA Today column, Glenn Reynolds reminds us that “there’s good to be found even when things are awful”:

The awful part is that my dad, Charles Harlan Reynolds, is dying. At 78, he’s not terribly old, but things are just falling apart. He’s got end-stage heart failure and advanced Alzheimer’s. His kidneys are no prize, either. Last week he had a health crisis, and as I write this he’s at the University of Tennessee Medical Center, and he won’t be going home from there. If he recovers enough to get out, he’ll probably be moving to a hospice.

He’s physically very weak, and his memory is gone. Even a few months ago, he could tell stories about being bitten by a rattlesnake when he was a kid, or about being at Selma with Martin Luther King, in great (and consistent) detail. Now he barely remembers that they happened. Until a few years ago he was a dynamic, even charismatic, figure: A preacher, a protester (once famous for it), a professor of great renown. Now, as happens to all of us eventually, those qualities have been left behind, devoured by disease and age.

So that’s the awful part, and it’s awful enough. But there’s good, too.

It’s a powerful article. Read the whole thing. Our prayers are with Glenn and his family.

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