Walking around in a sea of eyes at a technical conference I sometimes forget to call out to the Lord with prayer. I don my armor in the morning, but forget to stay in communications with my General.
All is well in the field. The General’s plan is in effect in all areas. Rations are there to feed me and my coming close to walking down a dangerous path has been forgiven. I do not hold ill will to the troops who almost led me that way either.
The General has all power and authority over us troops, but sometimes we forget to tell Him how amazing He is and how much we adore Him.
Hallowed be thy name!