God Bless the Elderly
Tim Eatman ©2023
God bless the elderly
Seniors we love
Stand beside them
And guide them
Til the time they will join You above
Through dementia
And through loneliness
May they always feel your love
God bless the elderly
Til You take them home
Truck Driver’s Prayer
Lyrics by Tim Eatman and Steve Bardwell ©2023
I’ve gone so far on this old road
Even if it’s a dead end
I’ve lived every mile
And steered through every bend.
I’ve been broke down in the ditch
Ain’t never gonna strike it rich
But I’m having a good time
Just keeping it between the lines.
Stay out of my lane
I’m right there by your side
I’m driving with my angels
And enjoying the ride
I’m driving with my angels
Everywhere I go
Yeah, I’m on my way to heaven
But let’s just take it slow.
Got no special destination
Just a nice Sunday drive
With God’s love as my seat belt
Keeping me alive!
I’ve always wondered why
We’ve never had a road
That didn’t have no potholes
And never would get froze.
I guess it’s a lot like life
Full of worry and full of strife
But when our angels are riding shotgun
The fun has just arrived!
Doctor Sunshine’s Letter to the Editor
Old people matter. Our society provides some health care and some
shelter for seniors, but it only scratches the surface. For most people,
after 65 or 70 life gets to be more of a challenge every day. The battle
could be health, finances, or loneliness…or all three.
When the health deteriorates to more than aches and pains, most
seniors wind up in nursing homes. They are unbelievably expensive and
only a few seniors have the luxury of full-time care. But the memory
care centers and nursing homes are God’s waiting rooms. They all know
that life as they knew it is over. No home, no car, no home-cooked
meals, no church, no spontaneous trips to the store and the list goes
on.
As Doctor Sunshine, I have tried to bring a little brightness into their
day. I sing, play the guitar, play the piano, tell corny jokes, and pray
with them. I’ve ministered to them over 2,500 times in the last 25
years. For an hour, as God’s messenger, I try to mirror His love for
them. My ministry is called Holyfun Music Ministry. The mission
statement is to share God’s message of peace, love, and joy. My
website is www.holyfunmusic.com.
God asked me to write a book about my nursing home adventure. It
took me four years, but in 2022 I published NURSING HOMES A
Missionary’s Journey Through Heaven’s Waiting Room.
Of all the daily trials these children of God face, none is greater than
loneliness. They are alone almost all day and visitation is inexcusably
awful. Some of the residents have family who live a few minutes away,
but they may see them only once or twice a year.
Out of sight. Out of mind. The saddest words are the Truth. A
predominance of apathy is a whole lot of nothin’! It is time for our
society to wake up, one family at a time. Seniors need you now more
than ever before. Other cultures have figured this out, so why can’t
ours? Our country needs to unite with the words “Old People Matter!”
As a nation, we must learn how to express love.
Uncle Joe
By Tim Eatman ©2022
An old man was watering the lawn at the nursing home
When I pulled in and parked my car
And the front door gleamed its sparkling chrome
And I felt like the wiseman following the star
Uncle Joe had been living here at the memory care center
For maybe about six months now
If procrastination is a sin I’m surely a sinner
‘cause it was my first visit anyhow
I gave myself a break and forgave my sins
Because in business I am no small-fry
My job is quite important through anyone’s lens
And besides, Joe was the same kind of guy
The lady receptionist’s smile was sincere
As she greeted me at the door
But the smile went away and she said “Oh dear”
When I told her who I was there for
I stammered “I meant to be here yesterday
But my schedule just didn’t work out
But one thing’s for sure I am here today
And I hope Uncle Joe’s up and about!”
My heart knew something was terribly wrong
When she said the words “please follow me”
I stood still for a second before I tagged along
Fearing what her words would be
I’m terribly sorry to let you know
that Joe is no longer here
It’s a surprise to us and I’m sure quite a blow
But Joe’s angels have chosen to interfere
Old Joe’s found his place in heaven now
Probably singin’ with the heavenly chorus
And around here we’ll have to be making do somehow
But believe me it’s quite the task before us.
You know your Uncle Joe kind of ruled this place
And we will all certainly feel his loss
His smile is not one that’s easy to replace
But his transition will honor the cross
You must be terribly proud being related to him
All the time he was singing your praise
“Donnie did this” and “Donnie did that”
Became quite a familiar phrase
I know I speak for everyone here at the center
When I tell you we share your pain
We all know the grief you’re about to enter
But in his death you’ve a lot to gain
The maid found this note here for you
that was written by your uncle Joe
If like the others it’s only just a sentence or two
But I’m sure it’s some things you ought to know
I found a chair on the porch and sat myself down
To recover my body from shock
My earlier smile had turned into a frown
As my mind started to slowly take stock
If only I had stuck to my plans
And gotten out here yesterday
It would be different sitting with my head in my hands
Processing “I’m sorry, he passed away.”
I opened up the note that began “Hi Donnie”
I hope you’re doin’ well
If you’re readin’ this note you’re probably saying “by golly”
I hope old Joe ain’t in hell!
Ha! You know better than that
the note continued on
Jesus and I sat right where you’re at
And talked about when I’d be gone
The times spent with my angels and him
Are times I’ll always savor
As the lights on my life start to dim’
I was wondering if you’d do me a favor.
Since you never visited me I want you to know
That actually it isn’t too late
For the love and respect you’d like to show
I’m sure are probably great.
You remember Aunt Jenny, your Mom’s sister from Maine?
She’s written me a letter or two
Ever since her stroke she’s not been the same
But she always asks about you.
She’s also in a nursing home not far from here
And I imagine her days are few
A visit from you to her would be dear
And mean a lot to both her and you
As I walked to my car I passed by the old man again
Who stopped watering and walked up to me
He said “Old Joe was quite a man”
On that I am sure we’ll agree
I won’t B.S. you but I still recall
That you really kind of broke Joe’s heart
You never visited or gave him a call
And your decisions just weren’t smart
So get on with your life but don’t forget Joe
When you work or when you play
There’s one last thing Joe would want you to know
You, too, will be old some day.
Helping Older People Endure (HOPE)
By Tim Eatman ©2022
Stopped by a nursing home today
Had a nice visit with an old friend
After an hour he begged me to stay
He didn’t want our conversation to end
We both told story after story
Recalling the “good old days”
His face was radiant with glory
As he uttered the following phrase
You’ll never know in a thousand years
Just what today has meant to me
A day filled with worry and fears
Turned into one with jubilee
You know it’s not easy waiting to die
When the body just wants to give up
He paused and managed a sigh
And I sensed tears were about to erupt
Every day is pretty much the same
As I sit in this wheelchair and exist
Each yesterday is just another frame
As I recall opportunities missed
But dwelling on yesterdays is for fools
‘Cause nothing will ever bring them back
Even the treasures and the jewels
Can’t compete with emptiness and lack
But today I didn’t just sit here and mope
Your visit sure changed all that
You managed to give me a little hope
When you stopped by for this little chat
You know hope is a little small word
Whose meaning is gigantic in size
Without hope life is absurd
And we’ll all fall short of the prize
Without hope life is void of any light
Nothing much matters at all
Without hope it’s the darkness of night
Just waiting for the curtain to fall
So I’ll take this day and rejoice
And dwell on things that are pleasant
You’ve reminded me I still have a choice
To honor the gift of the “present”
I won’t worry about what comes tomorrow
I won’t sit here and dwell on the past
Your visit has robbed me of sorrow
And filled me with a hope that can last
So I left my friend with a vow
That soon I would return
I knew I was different now
With a lesson I was blessed to learn
Love is meant for expressing
Of that we can be sure
We’re the ones receiving the blessing
When we help older people endure
Look the Other Way
By Tim Eatman ©1998
Went up on the mountaintop
To see what I could see
Hopin’ there’d be something out there
Looking back at me
Saw part of a rainbow
Just the yellow and the red
Listened to the echoes
Of the thoughts within my head
They finally turned into words that said
Use your twenty-twenty vision
Don’t leave anything unseen
Check out the distant planets
And everything between
But you won’t find the truth out there
No matter what they say
But the light will be shining for you
When you look the other way!
‘Cause deep inside your heart
The answers lay
Didn’t make the honor roll
The teachers were unfair
Could’ve been a movie star
If I just had more hair
Someone should do something
About violence and crime
A ladder without rungs
Is hard to climb!
Use your twenty-twenty vision
Don’t leave anything unseen
Check out the distant planets
And everything between
But you won’t find the truth out there
No matter what they say
But the light will be shining for you
When you look the other way!
‘Cause deep inside your heart
The answers lay.
I always had a reason
When things didn’t go my way
Excuses seemed excusable
Since there’d be hell to pay
Every life experience
Is a lesson to be learned
They’re the tools that help me
Everywhere I turn
Use your twenty-twenty vision
Don’t leave anything unseen
Check out the distance planets
And everything between
But you won’t find the truth out there
No matter what they say
But the light will be shining for you
When you look the other way
‘Cause deep inside your heart…
The answers lay
When my life is over
And my race is finally run
Hope everyone who loved me says
They had some “Holyfun”
Hope everyone remembers
When we laughed and when we cried
I’m gonna be your angel
Standing right there by your side
Use your twenty-twenty vision
Don’t leave anything unseen
Check out the distance planets
And everything between
But you won’t find the truth out there
No matter what they say
But the light will be shining for you
When you look the other way
‘Cause deep inside your heart…
The Master waits.
God Knows What He’s Doin’
By Tim Eatman ©2013 (with additions in 2020 and 2021)
When the Lord told Noah to go and build a boat
He said, “Do it now before the storms begin”
Noah listened to his call
And when the rain began to fall
He said, “God knew what He was doin’ once again”
CHORUS
God knows what He is doin’
When He opens up a door
Even though there’s times when we don’t understand
When we choose to live in trust
He’ll take care of all of us
God knows what He is doin’ after all
Now little David volunteered to take a stand
It didn’t matter that Goliath was so tall
He just took aim at his fat head
And when he fell they all just said,
“Guess God knew what He was doin’ after all
CHORUS
God knows what He is doin’
When He opens up a door
Even though there’s times when we don’t understand
When we choose to live in trust
He’ll take care of all of us
God knows what He is doin’ after all
When old Moses’ army marched into the sea
They were confidently listening to God’s call
As they ran across the sand
A path of water turned to land
Guess God knew what he was doin’ after all!
CHORUS
God knows what He is doin’
When He opens up a door
Even though there’s times when we don’t understand
When we choose to live in trust
He’ll take care of all of us
God knows what He is doin’ after all
Several thousand came to hear the Master preach
They were hungry with no Pizza Hut to call
He took a little boy’s sack lunch
And he fed the whole darn bunch
Guess God knew what He was doin’ after all!
CHORUS
God knows what He is doin’
When He opens up a door
Even though there’s times when we don’t understand
When we choose to live in trust
He’ll take care of all of us
God knows what He is doin’ after all
When the corona virus scared us half to death
We were running around coughing in our sleeves
But the virus didn’t win
The churches opened up again
And God knew what he was doin’ after all!
CHORUS
God knows what He is doin’
When He opens up a door
Even though there’s times when we don’t understand
When we choose to live in trust
He’ll take care of all of us
God knows what He is doin’ after all
Reincarnation needs a metaphor
To help us understand
That anyone can die to their old life
The lowly caterpillar died
And a beautiful butterfly came alive
Guess God knows what He is doin’ after all.
God knows what He is doin’ after all.
REACH FOR THE SKY
BY TIM EATMAN ©1998
Look at me
What do you really see?
Have I shown you the beauty inside?
I was afraid
Until some games I played
Helped me see
I had nothing to hide
Now I reach for the sky just like a flower
Soaking up each precious ray of sun
And I sing like the world is one big shower
I’ve got a song of joy for everyone
I was alone
Inside these walls I’d grown
To protect me from monsters outside
Now that’s the past
I’ve taken off my mask
From now on
I’ll live my life with pride
While I reach for the sky just like a flower
soaking up each precious ray of sun
And I sing like the world is one big shower
I’ve got a song of joy
I’ve got a song of joy
I’ve got a song of joy for everyone!