What to do in a nursing home...

We visited my father-in-law in the Providence Memory Unit in Zeeland, Michigan (get the "zeal" in Zeeland) this past Sunday, and we attended the church service with a guest preacher who was a senior at a Bible College.  His text was Colossians 1:9--"For this cause we also, since the day we heard of it, do not cease to pray for you..."  A woman stands next to us and looks at a chair, and says, "I've heard a lot of good things about this chair," and sits down. The preacher comes in and shakes everyone's hands, and a recently "saved" Latino man hands out hymnals.  We sing two gospel hymns, and then the sermon begins:  "You all know more than I do about all of this, but being saved by Jeeeezus, is like cannin' green beans.  Once that jar is sealed, how long are the green beans good for? (Man answers, "about a year").  They are good foreeeeever! You are seeeeealed by the Lord!  Ameeeen! And once you are saved, when your body dies, you will go to Heaven, and when the Rapture comes, in 1/165th of a second, you will be taken bodily out of your graves in a blink of an eye--if you are saved (at this point, my father-in-law asks to be excused for a bathroom break).  Nextly, we need to ask ourselfs, what can we do here in this nursing home where you all don't do anything?  Why, you can pray--not so much for yourselfs, not so much for your families, because everyone prays for their families--you can pray for other people like your pastors, people who do things.  So while you're here taking it easy, you need to make intercessory prayers, and you need to pray for our country, because our country is in a whole lot of trouble, and you have to do it with desire, fervent desire, you have to desire what you are praying for--Ameeeeen!  I know that we all have to do this for ourselfs, because my prayer life is a battle with Satan, but what I am convicted by is that prayer mooooves the Hands of God.  You have to believe this 'cause it's biblical, and if you are saved, this life here in this nursing home is the closest to Hell you're goin' to git.  So pray for people who are doin' something, since you all have a lot of time in this nursing home.  Now let's all sing the closing hymn about Calvary--Jeeeezus, Jeeeezus, Jeeeezus.  Ameeeen!"  My father-in-law missed most of the sermon, because he was doing something.