This past week made me forget. It made me crabby. It made me tired and discouraged and angry and bitter and resentful and narrow sighted. I only thought of me. How I missed my husband. How I had to do more around the house. How I had to deal with the kids on my own. How tired I was. How there was so much I wanted to do and not enough time, money, energy. I forgot.
I forgot to be thankful. To feel the blessings. To turn to God.
How quickly I forget. I forget that He is the one to turn to when I am tired and discouraged and angry and bitter and resentful and find my eyes focused on me.
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
And this, these verses, the prayer of my heart (Oh Father, forgive my forgetfulness. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.), the songs of praise filling my mind with reminders.....this is why God calls me to daily time with Him.
I forget so easily. And can be so easily reminded. If I but spend the time with Him.
Thank you, Father.