As I get older I find it increasingly difficult to remember pert near anything.
My prayer is that my wife never loses her memory, because I'll be absolutely screwed if she does.
She reminds me of family events that I fail to recall, she helps me find my keys, wallet and everything else that I'm prone to lose. She knows me, knows how I think (and how often I don't think), and is willing to stand in the gap for me.
Losing stuff isn't the only form of memory loss I demonstrate from day-to-day.
I'm gifted in the forgetting of names, most everything I ever learned in grade school, and most forms of advanced math.
Truth be told, I even tend to forget who I am pretty consistently.
Don't worry, I know I'm Pete, but I don't always remember who I am in God's eyes.
It escapes me quickly and often.
I heard this song on the radio yesterday that hit me in the heart.
It's highly repetitive. Which kind of makes the guy's (Jason Gray) point.
I'm sure I'll get sick of it soon enough, but, for now, I can't get enough of it.
Give it a listen, even if you've heard it before, and let it soak in.
"Tell me, once again, who I am to You
Who I am to You
Tell me, lest I forget, who I am to You
That I belong to You
To You"
I'm thankful that Trish will help me find my gloves when I lose 'em, and I'm thankful that my Heavenly Father is willing to remind me (again) of who I am in His eyes.
Hope you find it to be an encouraging reminder as well. Later gators. pba.
