forgetfulness

I am so forgetful.

I forget that everything in my life, my breath, my thoughts, my sight -- my entire existence -- I owe to Him. I forget that awesome thrill and deep joy I felt, when I beheld His glory in His Word, and, instead, settle for fleeting and illicit pleasures that do not satisfy. I forget that by myself, I am a wretched sinner, worse than the filthiest cockroach lurking through the sewers of New York.

But what a brokenhearted joy it is that despite my shortcomings, He will never forget me!

For the sake of His great Name He will not abandon me, nor turn me away. He Himself bore the stripes I deserved, and shed His own precious blood to wash me clean. He loves me, oh, He loves me even to the end, and He will carry me Home.

Let us all love Him, we whom He redeemed!