Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I Can't Remember

I can’t remember calling out to God for help and having Him turn His back on me.

I can’t remember a time God ever failed me.

I can’t remember feeling alone when standing in the presence of death.

I can’t remember when God asked me to do something that He hadn’t already prepared me to do.

I can’t remember asking for a job and God not supplying my needs.

I can’t remember praying for a need and having Him refuse my petition.

I can’t remember God saying no when I was praying according to His will and purpose.

I can’t remember God leaving me to stand alone in the face of opposition.

I can’t remember walking alone without the Lord at my side.

I can’t remember are the words that God says after forgiving us of our sins.

I can’t remember standing in darkness without the light of God’s love surrounding me.

I can’t remember the last time I cried and Jesus not being there to wipe my tears.

I can’t remember the Lord not being available to lean upon.

I can’t remember God breaking any of His promises in the Bible that He said were mine.

I can’t remember the world ever being in the state that it is right now.

I can’t remember a time that the second coming of Jesus was as close as it is today.

I can’t remember seeing such a great falling away from Godly principles as there is in this generation of people.

I can’t remember when my heart ached as deeply for lost souls that don’t know Christ as their personal Savior.

I can’t remember Jesus saying one thing and doing another.

I can’t remember the Bible ever contradicting itself.

I can’t remember stepping out in faith and God forgetting to under gird my footsteps.

I can’t remember God being an abusive and unreasonable Father.

I can’t remember having a hunger for the things of God and not being filled.

I can’t remember the storms of life capsizing my ship of faith.

I can’t remember falling flat on my face without God picking me up and encouraging me to continue on.

I can’t remember God refusing to touch my body and bring healing.

I can’t remember anything bad coming from the Lord.

I can’t remember reading the Bible and not having God speak to my spirit.

I can’t remember not being blessed when I gave away from myself.

I can’t remember not feeling the awesomeness of God’s amazing creativity when looking into the heavens at night.

I can’t remember not believing in God.

I can’t remember thinking we evolved from apes when experiencing the miraculous births of my children.

I can’t remember wanting to share my writings with hungering souls more than this moment in time.

Written by,
Papa Boyd

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