Days Without Number
“My people have forgotten me days without number” is God’s lament recorded in His Word, and I wonder…how many days are there in my book of life to begin with? How can I afford to forget Him? My life is like the “morning mist” here for a short while….What do I leave behind? Who will remember me when I’m gone? I know…I KNOW the answer to that question. Only the ONE who gave me life will remember me, for when He comes, He will wake me up from my slumber, envelope me in His arms of love, and give me eternal life. I cannot afford to forget such amazing unconditional love. How about you? Have you forgotten Him “days without number?” Today…remember Him today.
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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