Remind us

Oh, Heavenly Father, we forget.
Remind us

Remind us,
as we stand in your sacred sanctuary,
that you love us.
We look around the huge space,
set apart,
and we see light passing through beautiful stained glass,
we see a magnificent organ,
whose music can fill the air,
we smell the melted candle wax from the altar,
and we wonder why you even notice that we exist.

We forget, Father.
Remind us.

Remind us that you sent you son
to show us how to live,
to show us how to love,
and most of all,
to show us how much we ARE loved.

We forget, Father.
Remind us.

Remind us that we are a Holy People,
set apart,
made sacred,
made acceptable to you,
through your own action,
as you once and for all
removed the weight of sin from our lives,
freeing us from its crippling grasp.

We forget, Father.
Remind us.

Remind us that you give us freedom,
and that because of your love,
we are able to go out into the world,
as reminders to others of your freeing grace.

We forget, Father.
Remind us.

Remind us that the man on the street corner,
the child playing in the mud,
the unwed mother,
the angry boss,
the careless neighbor,
and the mourning widow
are Holy People,
set apart,
made sacred by your love of them.

We forget, God.
We forget God.
We forget, Father,
and we need to be reminded.

Note: A few people, very few, will notice that this poem was the anonymous prayer contributed to this week's devotion in our church's Devotional Ministry. I would ask those people to note that this is the first anonymous contribution I have made to our Devotional Ministry; all other anonymous contributions have NOT been mine. Lest their be confusion.

Image: Sunset from the bleachers at the football game.