Friday, April 16, 2021

Dear God,

As I read my devotions this morning, one thought stood out.  How could we ever forget your miracles, healings, helps, insights, grace and so much more?  In the book of Jeremiah, the prophet tells of how the Hebrews forgot what you had done for them and then lived a life their own way.

That prompted me to ask how and when I forget you.  As I pondered the thought, I reflected on difficult moments in my life.  I don't believe I ever forget you not even when I am angry, pained, lost, broken or wandering.  I do, however, rebel, set you aside and forge ahead my way.  I realize I break the trust.  Although at some point, I do confess my sin but certainly not quick enough, often enough or at all.  Perhaps these sinful acts are a type of forgetting.

I never forget you love me but I fail to love you enough to follow your will, take your word and listen only to you.  As I reflected longer, I had to acknowledge I am really no different than those before me.  

O God,

recognizing my

own sinfulness

puts me back

in place.

You help me

have a 

clearer picture

of who

I am

in relation

to you.

I need

and want that

however painful

that knowledge

may be.

I recognize again

you are God;

there is

no other.

Love, Andrea