I was driving to a meeting a few weeks back and on the way I passed a hospital. This hospital was the site of a significant event about a year ago in my family. My nephew had fallen off the ladder of a high dive and whacked his head pretty good. In fact, my nephew had cracked his skull. The situation got kind of scary as the time was unfolding. I remember being in that hospital petitioning God for certain things. I also remember driving home and praying to God and seeking him for a variety of things in that situation. My prayers at the hospital, and from the car, and those from home were all answered. They were answered quickly and completely. I remember for the first few days after this thanking God. But since then, I have not thanked God for his mercy in answering those requests. Not once. It is so easy to forget God’s faithfulness and mercy. I am so prone to just accept God’s insane generosity and then move on without ever thinking about his personal care in that specific situation ever again.