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| A childhood pic of Aunt Bonnie (on the left) |
I remember visiting her years ago and noticing a Bible and a devotional book sitting on the back of her toilet. At first, I’ll admit, it struck me as odd—maybe even a little irreverent. But then I realized it was really quite beautiful. That little space had become her private sanctuary, a quiet corner where she could talk with God without interruption. In her own simple way, she had created a prayer closet where peace could always be found.
Aunt Bonnie has always shared her faith quietly, never pushing, only living it with grace. These days, she lives in an assisted care facility. Alzheimer’s has gently stolen away so much of who she once was—but not the essence of her spirit.
When someone reads a familiar scripture or hums one of her favorite hymns, something sacred happens. Her eyes brighten, her lips form the words, and for a brief, holy moment, she remembers.
Time has taken much, but it cannot take the faith that has anchored her soul or the love that surrounds her still. Aunt Bonnie’s light continues to shine—softly, steadily—reminding me that true faith never fades. It simply finds new ways to be seen.
Dear Lord,
Thank You for the quiet saints among us—those like my Aunt Bonnie, whose faith shines gently through the years. Even when memories fade and strength grows weak, Your presence remains. Let her heart continue to feel Your peace, and may her life forever remind us that no illness, no loss, and no passage of time can dim the light of a soul that belongs to You.
Amen.
“Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He,
I am He who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.”
— Isaiah 46:4
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