Folding Laundry

This afternoon I was in my basement, folding laundry — and thinking about Mary. I’m always thinking about Mary, not just while doing wash. But my mind went back to a snippet of conversation we shared a week before her cancer got bad.

She was at my house, and we were chatting while I folded clean clothes. When I picked up a fitted sheet, she said, “Could you show me how to fold those things? I’ve never been able to do it right.”

martha-stewarts-folding-methodHaving watched Martha Stewart on TV years ago, I said, “Sure,” and showed her how the Queen of Homemaking did it: put one corner pocket into the next. Then fold both into the other two. Tuck the first two into the second two, and the sheet will loosely resemble a square. After that, the rest is easy.

“Let me try,” Mary said, taking the sheet away from me. As she folded and rolled and ended up with a big wrinkly ball, we both had a good laugh.

“Oh brother,” she said, handing it back to me. “I guess I’ll never get it.”

Today as I folded that same sheet and remembered our conversation, an important thought landed hard. It really doesn’t matter one bit that Mary never learned to fold a fitted sheet. She’ll never need to know.

On the heels of that, came this. How many hundreds of other things have I struggled to learn that I’ll never need to know?

Of course we have to function in a world of know-how, and if we don’t learn certain things (like brushing our teeth or driving a car) we’ll be at a disadvantage. But we ought to hold everything up against the standard of eternity before investing any money, time, or effort. We should ask ourselves, is this important to God?

If the answer is no, we need to proceed with caution. After all, it isn’t essential to have a shelf of perfectly-folded sheets. Mary lived her whole life without one.

morning-fog“Your life is like the morning fog—it’s here a little while, then it’s gone.” (James 4:14)

Developments with Mary

Seven weeks have passed since I last blogged about my sister Mary’s health. Against all medical odds, she has lived a very full and active life after her diagnosis of pancreatic cancer, feeling tip-top for 2½ years – until last week. 13938379_926581317094_5277760914017539555_nBefore then, she rode her bike to the beach where she built sand sculptures and played games with grandchildren. She even went tubing! She babysat for many of the children and continued to cook big meals and to entertain.     img_4103She had the energy to paint one of her bedrooms, and when the color didn’t turn out quite right, she returned to the store, bought different paint, and painted the whole thing again the next morning. But then last week arrived with a sudden onset of cancer symptoms. What had been occasional weak periods became constant. And it was difficult to sleep at night because she couldn’t get comfortable. Her abdomen filled with fluid, causing shortness of breath and extreme fatigue. She said, “Being short of breath like this gets so intense, I just can’t continue with what I’m doing. Climbing steps without stopping to catch my breath is impossible now.” Both she and her husband Bervin felt the time was right to sign up with the Michigan Hospice at Home group, which is the same organization that helped us so much when Nate was sick. Hospice responded with immediate help for Mary’s sleepless nights (a sleep aid) and her uncomfortable abdomen (a draining of the fluid). They have the desire and the expertise to deal with every symptom she will encounter, and both Mary and Bervin have strong confidence in them. Hospice’s continual question is, “What can we do for you?” Mary and Bervin have chosen to settle-in here in Michigan for the duration, in the cozy cottage where Mary and her family have come since the 1940’s. She’s enjoying the arrival of her favorite season with its cooler temperatures and beautiful trees. “We don’t know what the future holds,” she said today, “but are trusting God to see us through whatever comes.” She expresses continual appreciation for your many faithful prayers and hopes that you’ll continue. But her greatest comfort, even more than Hospice, is God himself. She’s written down her favorite Scriptures to cover any difficult days ahead, and when I asked for a sample, she recited this: You [Lord] will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you. Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord, the Lord himself, is the Rock eternal. (Isaiah 26:3-4) And here’s a concluding word from Bervin to all of you dear blog readers: img_4102Thank you, friends, for your love and concern for Mary. Some have asked if they could visit, but in the last few days her energy level has lessened substantially, so we are limiting company to family only.  I know how much Mary means to each of you, so please continue to pray for her and our family. As this news gets around, her email inbox has become jammed with messages and questions. Please understand that she cannot answer them all. Cards of encouragement, though, would be greatly appreciated… sent to our Chicago address. Your support and prayers have been such a blessing to us. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Berv, for all of us. The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” (Lamentations 3:22-24)