Book of My Life.

The following was found among my grandmother's things after she passed away. This was read at her funeral and was wonderful for us to hear. I pray this may bless you too. Rob.

Book of My Life.

The passing year is like a book that is almost finished. I turn the pages, one by one. Sometimes I hesitate, and sometimes I quickly glance back at a page here and there.

The book is dirty, wrinkled and torn; so many things have happened. I see some very dark days about which I would rather not write.

There is so much I had forgotten. Did I really say 'this' or 'that' at that time? How could I so thoughtlessly hurt those near to me?

There was so much I should have done but did not do, because I heedlessly forgot. Oh, how I trespassed your commandments. How little did I serve You, oh God.

When I read back through the book of my life, I am overwhelmed by fear. Even if I paid with my life, how could I ever meet my God?

Have I, against my better knowledge, forgotten the love of my God? Is not every page, which I am now turning, bathed in His grace? And every deed I have ever done and which I see written here, are they not also written in God's book? And there are also written these words: "It is forgiven".

Yes, every sin I have committed, and prayerfully confessed to You, You have forgiven, out of grace. You have paid for them on Golgotha.

It is paid. It is forgiven. I may continue my life and with courage enter into the new year. What will it bring me? I don't know. Perhaps many cares, much pain, and every day more sin and sorrow because so many time I forget my God.

Thank God, I have one surety. It is he who guides my life. If God, my God, will be with me, I will not fear this new year.

Jan. '91

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