I am not sure the exact reason - the onset of age or chemotherapy - but I am losing my mind. This past weekend I lost my air pods. I searched everywhere. I did eventually find them but I still felt a little crazy. I am also forgetting things other than household items. I am forgetting things on my to-do list. Missing small details. Missing some medium details. I could not remember a name during a meeting that I know I know. All of this is frustrating. But it is a reminder to me of my frailty.
It also helps me think on a God who does not forget. He knows and remembers me. And He cares. And this to me is astounding. His realm of dominion is huge, mine is small, and I cannot keep charge of my small little realm. And to think that God not only manages, but perfectly brings about all things to His intended goal without fail is an amazing thought. We serve an amazing God!