Forgetful

I am very forgetful. The first time I meet you, I'll remember your face and something you said, but usually I'll try to rename you.
If you're "Peggy", I'll remember "Patty".

I've never once made it all the way to the car, and on my way, without returning into the house for something.

I'm not sure where my watch is at this moment.
Momma said I'd forget my head....

Sometimes forgetfulness is a wonderful thing.
Wish I was better at it.
One positive aspect of that kind of forgetfulness is that as time passes I forget the sting of an offense.

And God chooses to "forget" my offenses. How cool is that? Sometimes I morn over past sins which He's already forgiven.
I hash them over.

I'll say, "How can you love someone like me?
How can you forgive what I was, what I did?"

I don't hear an audible voice, but I do feel as if God says to my heart, "Daughter, I don't know what you're talking about."


8 The LORD is merciful and gracious,
Slow to anger, and abounding in mercy.
9 He will not always strive with us,
Nor will He keep His anger forever.
10 He has not dealt with us according to our sins,
Nor punished us according to our iniquities.

11 For as the heavens are high above the earth,
So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him;

12 As far as the east is from the west,
So far has He removed our transgressions from us.

13 As a father pities his children,
So the LORD pities those who fear Him.
14 For He knows our frame;
He remembers that we are dust.

15 As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place remembers it no more.
17 But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting
On those who fear Him,
And His righteousness to children’s children,
18 To such as keep His covenant,
And to those who remember His commandments to do them.
-Psalm 103:8-18