Eleanor had devoted nearly five decades of her life to her church—leading Bible classes, organizing fundraisers, even quietly covering the cost of mission trips for teens. She gave freely, never asking for praise. But when a car accident left her disabled and isolated, the church she’d served so faithfully turned its back.
She reached out—hoping for a visit, a ride, a prayer—but heard nothing in return. Even as she continued to mail in her tithes and birthday cards to the congregation’s children, the silence from church leaders remained deafening. Her granddaughter, Callie, gently told her the painful truth: they had forgotten her.
