Recall What God Remembers

Recall What God Remembers

“I remember . . . the kindness of thy youth.” Jeremiah 2:2

Am I as spontaneously kind to God as I used to be, or am I only expecting God to be kind to me? Am I full of the little things that cheer His heart over me, or am I whimpering because things are going hardly with me? There is no joy in the soul that has forgotten what God prizes. It is a great thing to think that Jesus Christ has need of me – “Give Me to drink.” How much kindness have I shown Him this past week? Have I been kind to His reputation in my life? God is saying to His people – You are not in love with Me now, but I remember the time when you were – “I remember . . . the love of thine espousal.” Am I as full of the extravagance of love to Jesus Christ as I was in the beginning, when I went out of my way to prove my devotion to Him? Does He find me recalling the time when I did not care for anything but Himself? Am I there now, or have I become wise over loving Him? Am I so in love with Him that I take no account of where I go? or am I watching for the respect due to me; weighing how much service I ought to give? If, as I recall what God remembers about me, I find He is not what He used to be to me, let it produce shame and humiliation, because that shame will bring the godly sorrow that works repentance.

Culled from My Utmost for His Highest

Verse 1: The things that I love and hold dear to my heart

Are just borrowed they’re not mine at all

Jesus only let me use them to brighten my light

So remind, me remind me dear Lord

Refrain: Roll back the curtain of memory now and then

Show me where you brought me from

And where I could have been

Remember I’m human, and humans forget

So remind me, remind me dear Lord

Verse 2: Nothing good have I done to deserve God’s own Son

I’m not worthy of the scars in his hands

Yet he chose the road to Calvary to die in my stead

Why he loved me I can’t understand

Refrain: Roll back the curtain of memory now and then

Show me where you brought me from

And where I could have been

Remember I’m human, and humans forget

So remind me, remind me dear Lord

So remind me, remind me dear Lord

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