Never will I leave you;
never will I forsake you.
When I was a child, the week before Christmas seemed like two months. Now the space between one Christmas and the next one seems like two months.
It’s unnerving when we suddenly realize that we’ve sailed—or slept—past midlife. We become reflective: regretting some missteps in our past or obsessed with anxiety about our future.
God takes care of both.
Regarding the past, he says, “Their sins and lawless acts I will remember no more” (Heb 10:17).
Regarding the future, he says: “I will be your God throughout your lifetime—until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you” (Is 46:4).
God has a selective memory:
he doesn’t remember your past sins.