One of the nursing homes we minister to has a beautiful chapel. The nursing home also includes assisted living areas, and is run by the Lutherans. It's one of our favorite places to minister, because the people always seem so glad to see us.
They call us "the happy Church". Apparently, some of the other Churches come and put on a program that has kinda dismal singing and a lot of "talking" --- we sing lively songs, and preach Jesus, and have fun.
Anyway, we arrived early this last Sunday afternoon, and a little old lady was sitting in the chapel playing the piano. We walked up to her, and somebody called out "that's beautiful" - but she didn't respond. When she finished playing one song, and was getting ready to play another, our music leader asked her to play Amazing Grace. She ignored us. Like she was deaf.
She was.
She had lost her hearing about 15 years ago, but still played the piano beautifully.
My associate pastor, who is also our nursing home chaplain, tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around. She explained that she didn't hear us, because she's deaf, but she reads lips. Charlie asked her if we could pray for her, and our whole team kinda surrounded her, and prayed for her, and Charlie prayed for her hearing.
This morning, she called the Church and asked for Charlie. Her hearing had returned! Not all at once, but ever since Sunday, she's been getting her hearing back. She says she can hear pretty clearly in her left ear, and is starting to hear in her right ear, as well.
God is good.
They call us "the happy Church". Apparently, some of the other Churches come and put on a program that has kinda dismal singing and a lot of "talking" --- we sing lively songs, and preach Jesus, and have fun.
Anyway, we arrived early this last Sunday afternoon, and a little old lady was sitting in the chapel playing the piano. We walked up to her, and somebody called out "that's beautiful" - but she didn't respond. When she finished playing one song, and was getting ready to play another, our music leader asked her to play Amazing Grace. She ignored us. Like she was deaf.
She was.
She had lost her hearing about 15 years ago, but still played the piano beautifully.
My associate pastor, who is also our nursing home chaplain, tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around. She explained that she didn't hear us, because she's deaf, but she reads lips. Charlie asked her if we could pray for her, and our whole team kinda surrounded her, and prayed for her, and Charlie prayed for her hearing.
This morning, she called the Church and asked for Charlie. Her hearing had returned! Not all at once, but ever since Sunday, she's been getting her hearing back. She says she can hear pretty clearly in her left ear, and is starting to hear in her right ear, as well.
God is good.
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