I forgot, oh I forgot
My First Love. The sweetness of Your presence.
I forgot, oh I forgot
How blessedly fun it is to spend time with You.
I forgot, oh I forgot
The adventure that comes with surrender, abandon.
I forgot, oh I forgot
What it was to put You first.

Why did I choose to wake up in the early hours of the morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon?
I forgot the peace that comes with stillness and quietness – before the world wakes with its demands.

Why did I intentionally carve time out to spend time with You?
I forgot how demanding, relentlessly so, the cares of this world can be – making me lose my attention.

Why did I make space for You in a quiet place?
I forgot how loud everywhere else chooses to be, doing all it can to drown out Your voice.

I forgot, oh how I forgot
That to love You is to seek You first,
To put You first, above all else, even comfort.

I forgot, but You never did, so you remind me amid my forgetfulness.
You find a way to get my attention, to guide me back Home, to my First Love.
The sweetness of Your presence.

So now, I shall no longer forget to remember
That here – You – is where I need to be
That here – You – is where I must put first
That here – You – forever and for always.

Photo By: @thngocbich