Forgetful could be my middle name. Sometimes, I dial a number and forget who I’m calling while the phone rings. Talk about awkward. Or I go into the kitchen and forget what I wanted. I take off my glasses and lose them. My dad used to say I’d lose my head if it wasn’t tied to my body.
I may lose things, but I never want to lose sight of what God’s done for me.
I’m just like the Israelites in the Old Testament: “When our ancestors were in Egypt, they gave no thought to your miracles; they did not remember your many kindnesses, and they rebelled by the sea, the Red Sea.” (Psalm 106:7)
When I’m facing Red Sea challenges, it’s easy to forget God’s miracles and kindnesses. Often I look at the mountain in front of me instead of at the God who stands behind me. I forget His hand on me. I focus on the problems around me instead of on the God whose Spirit lives inside me. [Read more…]