I cry out to you o God!

Tomorrow morning will be a very emotional time as it always is. I am taking Luana to Dallas and Southwestern Medical School where the Memory Research Center is. This is the time for her yearly appointment. This is her third time as she had a baseline and now has finished her second year of dealing with Alzheimer's Disease. The first year she had a pretty good response to the medication and did well and we felt truly blessed. This past year has been a little more difficult and who knows what the ensuing years hold for us. It is so hard for Luana as it is a yearly reminder of what she cannot do and what lies in store. It is hard for me to watch her go through this.
Week in and week out I pray for her for healing and I will continue to do so until God says for me to stop. I know He is able and yet I am aware that the vast majority of people do not get healed from this, even those who are strong believers. Yes it does get discouraging at times, but I press on in prayer for the miraculous. My motto has been "the Lord gives, the Lord takes away; blessed be the name of the Lord".
What has really helped me has been how courageous Luana has been throughout this ordeal. She has a peace about her that can only come from God, and she does not try to hide it from people. She is open to talk about it with people, though she may shed a tear or two. Not only that but she has not been afraid to take on new things. She continues to serve people around her and the women in our lifegroup. She is doing a Precepts Bible study which requires a lot of study and preparation, is involved in a book club, does Meals On Wheels and well, you get the idea.
The hard part for me is to watch the person you love more than any other in the world to slowly lose her abilities to think and function. And then to realize that there is absolutely nothing you can do about it. My fear is that I would not treat her with the love and respect and dignity she deserves. So far God has given me the grace to do that and it is a constant prayer for me, and I would ask any of you who read this to join with me in that. I have a new appreciation for suffering and feel that God is going to be teaching me a lot over the next few years and hope that I learn well.
So tomorrow we go and there will be no answers, but I will be by her side. We will fight it kicking and screaming but we will walk through it together and in the end we will still give glory to God affirming that He is all powerful and He is Good.