Wow. Four days into it, and I already broke the commitment. I didn't mean to, really... and it was on Saturday and Sunday, two days when you'd think I didn't have as much going on. Funny how when I had more free time, time escaped me than when I made a purpose to sit down, type a little bit, pray a little bit, praise a little bit (like now).
But, in those days when I am instead watching football (Go Gators!) or sleeping in (1130am!) or meandering around The Cabana trying to find something to eat (sour milk doesn't go good in Corn Chex, I gotta tell ya) and not thinking about ways to praise Him, I'm thankful that He doesn't forget me.
Never a minute goes by that I'm not in His mind, never a second passes that I am not the subject of His own Heavenly Quiet Time. That's not to say that He worships or praises me... no, but He does love me. He's crazy about me. And He's crazy about you too. Isn't that the coolest thing, like, ever?
Isaiah 41: 9-10 tells us what God says... "I took you from the ends of the earth, from its farthest corners I called you. I said, 'you are my servant'. I have chosen you and have not rejected you. So do not fear, for I am with you, do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
He tells me, "I am YOUR God." That's wonderful. Because on days I forget what He does for me, He doesn't forget to do those things for me.
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