When did I forget?

I'm forgetful.  Really, really forgetful.  Said forgetfulness causes much strife in my life...I'm constantly having to run back inside to try to remember where I left my phone...or my water bottle...or my coffee...or whatever it is that I can't live without, but simultaneously can't seem to keep up with.  But it's in the moments that I forget who God is and what he's done...that I'm met with the most strife.  

Recently we've had a lot of change.  Changing states and homes and jobs and schools and churches and gyms...adding pets...and MORE.  I wish I could say that I've done it gracefully, but honestly I've been anxious.  Anxious might not be a big enough word.  Panic stricken?  Apprehensive?  None of these seem to be descriptive enough.  

I was having a particularly anxiety filled day yesterday.  Let me tell you, I'm not always super pleasant to be around when I'm feeling anxious...truth be told, I can be a quite a turd. (My husband chuckled when he read that over my shoulder...it occurs to me that "turd" probably isn't the descriptor he might have chosen).  The alarm raged at 6:00 am and life was non-stop until 9:00 pm when there was FINALLY an end to this seemingly never-ending day in sight.  We were on our way home from youth group and Natalie Grant's, King of the World, came on the radio.  As I was driving, wishing the minutes in the car away, wanting nothing more than to be home where I could collapse into my bed, the lyrics played on..."When did I forget that you've always been the King of the World?...You will always be the King of the World."  The question wouldn't leave me. When did I forget?  The truth is I forget over and over and over again.  Why can't I just remember?  

Here's what I know: it's in these moments of forgetfulness that I become filled up with anxiety.  When I forget all that God has already done...all the many, many prayers that he has already answered so specifically...that is when I'm anxious.  The key to not being anxious is remembering.  Remembering what he's done.  Remembering the home he gave me, the neighbor he put right next door, the friend he provided for my son, the way he provided the extra space that was needed, the way he formed my family...I could go on and on an on. Remembering what he's done...remembering who he is...remembering who he will always be...that is the key to doing these hard parts gracefully.  But when I forget...I'm grateful that the God who was and is and will always be King of the World, loves me anyway.  

(And I'm grateful for friends who remind me too.)

King of the WorldNatalie Grant

I tried to fit you in the walls inside my mind
I try to keep you safely in between the lines
I try to put you in the box that I've designed
I try to pull you down so we are eye to eye

When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world?
I try to take life back right out of the hands of the king of the world
How could I make you so small
When you're the one who holds it all
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world

Just a whisper of your voice can tame the seas
So who am I to try to take the lead
Still I run ahead and think I'm strong enough
When you're the one who made me from the dust

When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world?
I try to take life back right out of the hands of the king of the world
How could I make you so small
When you're the one who holds it all
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world

Oh, you set it all in motion
Every single moment
You brought it all to me
And you're holding on to me

When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world?
I try to take life back right out of the hands of the king of the world
How could I make you so small
When you're the one who holds it all
When did I forget you've always been the king of the world
You will always be the king of the world

Written by Becca Mizell, Natalie Grant, Samuel Mizell • Copyright © Music Services, Inc, BMG Rights Management US, LLC