When Martha Prays

Martha's son died in 1997. He was her firstborn. He, like his father, was a USAF Colonel, and flew those huge jets. He died of a heart attack while still far too young. She confessed, to the caregiver who preceded me, that she had been unable to pray aloud since the death of her beloved son. 

Fast forward to Maundy Thursday at Martha's church. I was honored to accompany her. We brought the wheelchair, and arrived 30 minutes early. the set up was very informal and friendly. 6 - 8 people sat at each round table, and shared plates of food. After the dinner portion, we had Communion, right there at the table. Each person was to pass the Elements and the wine to the next person, and there were words to be repeated. I had to help Martha, due to her severe Arthritis.

Then came the prayer, at the table, holding hands in that circle. My heart skipped for a second, wondering what Martha would do. Would she squeeze my hand, signalling for me to just take my turn?