Sometimes I forget to remember:

my King rules and reigns in the affairs of men.

Sometimes I forget to remember:

I am loved, no matter what.

Sometimes I forget to remember:

I don’t need to be perfect; I won’t ever be perfect while on earth; my best is good enough.

Sometimes I forget to remember:

My body needs rest; I am not a superhuman.

Sometimes, I forget to remember:

The sun will rise up tomorrow morning, declaring once again that God is God.

Sometimes, I forget to remember to be thankful.

Sometimes, I forget to remember to breathe.

This kind of forgetfulness is a dis-ease of my soul.

For my soul was carved out of God-dust that knows how to remember.  My soul has been taught to rehearse the blessings on my life.  My soul is fat with the testimony of His care.

And the Potter comes without any judgement and simply reminds me.

And the Potter reminds me that He heals the diseases of my soul.

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#189 Moonlit nights

#188 Memories of my Children’s Childhoods

#187 His Faithfulness that reminds me

#186 Crutches when they are needed

Linking up with Still Saturday, Lessons from Ivy, Heart Reflected, SDG, Play Dates with God, Scribing the Journey, Denise in Bloom, On In and Around Monday, Hear it on Sunday  and Jumping Tandem