I almost forgot my password for this little thing here! It's been so long! With age, definitely comes forgetfulness. must... fight.... to.... learn and re-learn. On service last Sunday, the praise team began singing Tim Hughes' song "Everything." I haven't heard that song in such a very, very long time. I almost forgot about it! And it was a song I dearly adored. That's the thing about forgetfulness. Oftentimes you forget the good, simply out of lack of practice or constant reminders. So many times have I let go of books, of quotes, of favorite tees, of movies, of everything and anything, even people, mind you. What meant so much to me for such a period of time, after a while of disuse, became a distant memory and long lost fad. The newest thing always trumps the old it seems. It's really funny if you think about it. Lost.. sometimes we're still like children. You give a kid a toy, and they love it, and they'll play with it until it starts to wear and tear, and then you buy them another toy and they soon forget about how much they loved the other. I guess Toy Story said it best when Buzz Lightyear came along and Woody got a little jelly. ... Now I'm beginning to see why Korean mums feel so abandoned when their sons wed. They think they've forgotten all about them, about all their love and goodness, because now, their wives are constant, living, side-to-side, face-to-face reminders of their new love. cheese louise. I'm the kind of gal who needs reminders. Reminders, daily markers, daily tags, daily post-its, pointing myself to turn to what is eternally good. I've forgotten for a while about a big person called God. about his goodness, about his love, about his truth, about his peace, about his grace, about his kindness. God uses sometimes not so pretty situations to call his children back to himself. to remind us, that only He is worth our time, our constant affection, and our eternal love. Perhaps why so many people exist on this earth is because we just need that many reminders. Living post-its in fact. Each, when doing the job right, flail their arms desperately in attempt to keep us from forgetting. Every day that you don't remind yourself, is a day that you forget. And I'm slowly coming to see that there's no time to forget. There's no time to be overtaken by another compromising love, by another object that exists to re-direct your attention to a lesser, and never-to-be equal entity. There's no time to forget about the all-encompassing, crazy deep, and sometimes ridiculously hard to understand love of God. It can be replaced, so easily, too easily, but it should never ever be forgotten. Even for a second. And the minutes that you stop reminding yourself, turn into hours and days and years... a lifetime.. and eventually an eternity. Because we all know habits... they're hard to kick. Give it a good kick and good scootin and bootin. Don't let mere forgetfulness turn you away. Because there's a whole Book chock full of things that once opened, will make you never forget. Isn't it great that we have such a life-changing reminder? It's the best post-it in the world! It's time-- to dust off the Word, take it off its ever higher bookshelf, and remind yourself that God, He is good. God is good, He is good. I'm trying to cling for dear life to Him who holds all the answers. Some of which I may not understand right now, and sometimes may resent him for even at times. But by faith, by reminding myself daily, by fighting to remind myself, I know that He will do what is ultimately for the best. Because God... He is love. True love, in all its perfect glory. 
Everything God in my living, there in my breathing, God in my waking, God in my sleeping. God in my resting, there in my working, God in my thinking, God in my speaking. Be my everything. God in my hoping, there in my dreaming, God in my watching, God in my waiting. God in my LAUGHING, there in my WEEPING, God in my HURTING, God in my HEALING. Be my everything. Christ in me, Christ in me, Christ in me the HOPE of GLORY, BE MY EVERYTHING. | 
