A pastor went to a nursing home to offer communion to the residents. This was not one of those upscale places called a retirement center. This facility was for the poor and its residents were mostly in various stages of dementia. When the pastor arrived she was told by a volunteer, who was wheeling patients into the room, that since it was late afternoon, everyone’s medication seemed to be wearing off. Some would sleep through the service as usual, but for the most part, her little congregation would be on the wild side today. Sure enough, all through the beginning of the service, a woman sang, “Row, row, row your boat,” bouncing up and down in her wheel chair. It got so chaotic that the pastor clapped her hands to get their attention, and said, “What shall I read from the Bible today? Wha…