The Magazine of The Evangelical Lutheran Church in America


Please take care of my dad

In doing so, you will be the church for him

I folded my dad's Sunday shirts last week and placed them in a box for Lutheran World Relief.

I folded up his older shirts, a full size larger than the last ones he wore to church. It seems he started to shrink after his surgery, the accident--and a little more with every birthday. I even folded and boxed the shirts we'd converted with Velcro when his arthritic hands couldn't handle buttons anymore.

I folded and boxed all his Sunday shirts except for two. He'd need those, he said, for worship, although he hasn't been there for months. He's frail. He has trouble walking and standing. His hearing is failing

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