If there's one thing I don't want to forget

I so relish the rare moments of having our house to myself.


It's Sunday and we would probably celebrate mothers' day later this evening because mom is still asleep. But when I woke up there's only one thing I'm itching to do.


The first thing I saw is the T.V. that is in stand by, the DVD player is still plugged in from where I last left it last night, and the DVD itself is paused at the credits of the last episode I watched last night. 


It will just take two buttons to get this started again.

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I will never get tired of watching them over and over but not today because it's Sunday. 

Although I only have two rest days per week I don't like the only other day for God to be used for something else (I don't like it but I don't always do it) 

Whenever I go to church without filling my mind with the things of God first it sort of throws me off.  It's like coming to church just like going to work: perfunctory. 

Let me put it this way, whenever I start my day praying, playing worship songs and praising God or listening to podcasts and not doing anything else (like blogging), I have a stronger sense of God. I go to church with feelings to it and it feels very much like going to a place to meet and be with someone you love.

Someone said that God does not have recollection issues of who He is, we do.

And yes, I forget all the time. 

I forget that He works all things for those who love Him when things go wrong.

I forget that greater is He in me than he that is in this world whenever I'm afraid.

I forget He is the provider whenever I'm hesitating to give my savings to someone needing money.

I forget the goodness of God whenever I watch the news...forgetting that He is not slow in keeping His promise, He is actually patient with us FOR OUR SAKE, not wanting anyone to perish but everyone to repent.

I forget that He nailed every sin on the cross whenever I'm too ashamed for my sins

I forget that He is not human like us with moody and conditional love. His is steadfast. 

And I forget each time I wake up that every day He withholds everything I deserve because of my sins. I forget that His mercy is new every morning. 

So F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and even catching up on my pending blogs will have to wait for my me-time later tonight. Come to think of it, I typed the last paragraph above and already it took my appetite away from wordly things that steal my heart away from God.  I read what I typed it brought tears to my eyes recalling how great, how good, how loving our God is! I found myself singing in front of my PC (with my voice breaking) the chorus of

"...His mercy never come to an end. They are new every morning, new every morning, great is Thy faithfulness oh Lord...great is Thy faithfulness."