HILDA

Hilda loved to read.  Very often we would see her tucked away in some little corner of the nursing home, with a paperback book in her hands, intensely reading and obviously with pleasure.  She told us that she loved read.  So do we, my husband and I, and that’s probably why we enjoyed seeing her reading in her little comfy corner.

In bringing the Gospel to nursing home residents, some are indifferent to the Gospel message, some even get angry, but then there are those that love what they hear, and love us because we brought the Gospel good news to them.  Hilda loved coming to all our Christian services.  We would look for her because it encouraged us to see her there.  She would often ask me when our next service would be and she looked forward to going.  She told me one day that she understood what my husband preached, that it was very clear and intersting, and she loved the hymns.  Hilda, a Roman Catholic all her life, was not offended by the truth.  (Roman Catholicism does not preach the true Gospel, and for that reason Roman Catholics need to be evangelized.)

A few weeks ago I gave her a large print tract from the Sonshine Society. The title of the tract was WHAT’S IMPORTANT. It was written by a 90 year old pastor and it contained a clear gospel presentation.  The cost of the tract is 25 cents.  Imagine, 25 cents, the cost of giving a clearly written Gospel presentation.  It was large print and very colorful.  Twenty five cents.  I didn’t see her read it, but seeing she loved to read she probably did read it.

With all the hustle and bustle that goes on in nursing home ministry, and also taking care of my father’s needs, sometimes it’s hard to keep track of everyone. Sometimes someone is “missing” and we don’t realize that until we get home.  When we go back the next time we find out that they had visitors, or they weren’t feeling well.  But that’s not always the case.  Hilda wasn’t at our last service in November, and when I inquired yesterday I found out that she had been in the hospital that weekend.  Then I was saddened and shocked to find out that  Hilda died just four days ago.  Hilda’s death was described as “unexpected.”  Unexpected because she looked so well, was mentally alert, and did not look her 91 years of age.

Hilda will be missed, but we rejoice that we were able to have a part in the closing days of her life!

1 Corinthians 3:7 So then neither is he that planteth any thing, neither he that watereth; but God that giveth the increase.

About Cathy

I am a born again Christian, saved in 1988 at the age of 38. My mother was born again in her old age, in her 80's. Her name is Giannina which means "God is gracious."
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