My biggest regret

First of all, let me say thanks to you who liked this morning's post. I cannot take the credit; I don't know why I become burdened with things and feel the need to write about it. It sometimes just happens that way. But if God is using my humble little blog to encourage you, I'm pleased that He's giving me the words.

I must admit that I'm ashamed that I've been a Christian for two-thirds of my life and I still have so much to learn.

By this point in my life, I should be able to quote a lot of Scripture from memory; I can't. I should immediately think to pray when I feel stressed; I often don't. I should know that God is always in control instead of asking for His help after I've messed it up on my own.

Most of all, I'm saddened by all of the many days of my life--even after I professed Him as my Lord and Savior--that I've wasted not spending time with Him, getting to know Him more intimately, thanking Him for the blessings in my life, and lifting up others in prayer.

My life is filled with much regret, but that's the thing that I regret most. Thankfully His mercies are new everyday, and we have the chance to start afresh.