FORGET THE PAST THAT SLEEPSRegret nothing. Not even the sins and failures. When we view earth's wonders from some mountain height we do not spend our time in dwelling on the stones and stumbles, the faints and failures, that marked our upward path.
So with me. I must breathe in the rich blessings of each new day - forget all that lies behind me.
I am so made that I can carry the weight of twenty-four hours, no more. If I weigh down with the years behind, and the days ahead, my back breaks. God promises to help me with the burden of today only, the past He has taken from me and if I, foolishly, choose to gather again that burden and bear it, then, indeed, I mock God to expect Him to share it.
Whether for happiness or distress each day is ended. What remains to be lived, the coming twenty-four hours, I must face as I awake.
A soldier on a march carries only what he needs for that march. Would you pity him if you saw him bearing too the overwhelming weight of the worn-out shoes and uniforms of past marches and years? And yet, in the mental and spiritual life, I do these things. Small wonder our poor world is heartsick and weary.
NOT so must I act.
This one thing I must do, forgetting those things past--press toward the mark, asking God to put someone in my path today who God wants to help, using me, of course! And I ask Him to give me the Strength, the Power, the Words which I need to do his Will.
Peace, and LOVE for all of you blogger-friends!
Steve E
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