Last January 5, I wrote a poem reflecting on my prayer time.  I had been about to mumble on to the Lord to remember me in the midst of my sister’s good life, but was stopped by the Spirit to simply give thanks.  God said, “Be thankful.  That is all you need.  I will always remember you.”  Today, I know I am remembered by God as my unspoken prayers are answered.  Now as I read that same day in my devotional, the words rise from the page to create a new prayer in my heart.  Instead of asking God to remember me, I am asking him to care for me as a shepherd.  And I’m asking him to help me care for what he has put in my hands, a blessing to be remembered.