10.07.2019 - By Max Lucado
In the hallway of my memory hangs a photograph. It’s a picture of two people— a man and a woman in the seventh decade of life. The man lies in a hospital bed in the living room, not in a hospital room. His body, for all practical purposes, is useless. Muscles have been ravaged by ALS. And even though his body is ineffective, his eyes scan the room for his partner, a woman whose age is concealed by her youthful vigor. She willingly goes about taking care of her husband. With unswerving loyalty she does what she’s done for the … Listen Now