Regret and reassurance.
And the graphic/verse is about the absolute strength and wisdom in forgetting all past... All. That thoroughly. Whole shebang. No reach back and realign or psycho -- what have you. Forget and forget again.
And like all good that most matters, need God to. Need unseen operations. Holy amnesia? Actually it's not/not, being able to remember but reckon the healing is much about God 'makes' me forget by the all-encompassing love and wonder of the present one. Look to Jesus -- yes oh yes -- "forget it". What, God would let me down? No/no/no. All too much experienced overtaking and grace to doubt. All too many promises. Power over. Love comes. And can go on and on.
And faith comes by hearing, and hearing through...
Joseph named his firstborn Manasseh and said, ‘It is because God has made me forget all my trouble and all my father’s household.
Young's has it; God hath made me to forget. Without digging into the Hebrew, like the wee, 'to' forget. Re-made ...to, forget. Part and part. The reach-out in faith and the power-healing received.
R 'n R is connected because of pressing regrets and reassurance, miserably failed in gaining or perhaps better said, building. Persistent and long-term madness. Rather than secure. Lead to and receive. Obvious what:
Company and cash, permanent lover and professional development.
There's a rightful, keep this prayerful, regret, that doesn't glib over irresponsibility and yet -- how about blessed poverty kickin' in?
In God realms and reign perspective, here's a big yes and no. The difficulty in eliminating the wrong kind of poverty and reassuring practical or social riches? Hearts and lives of others relatively uncertain about, although doesn't look encouraging, this easily achieved.
Certainly, fairly confident, personally better off, not/got/so much. Relatively speaking. Am into going dark and off-gridding. Regardless and cold and challenged or warm and settled? There's no better place to be than, with less illusions and more of God.
This is the paradox of grace. Don't much understand how I've become so ridiculously wealthy. Or, should say; Realised this. Obviously, the claim and the cross, means all for all and universally available.
Maybe r 'n r makes a trio with repentance? The changed mind. The keep on, turn, turn toward.
The hunger is somewhat about having exhausted myself from substitutes. The hymn goes; 'And the things of earth will grow strangely dim'. Don't know about 'strange'? Makes instinctive and perfect sense. Love not the world --- never been easier. Not people per se, nature, many blessings galore but the sadness of our artificially constructed-upon condition? This lost all its, fooled-me, shine.
Can't but grieve at the swallowing-up. Once was all down 'about me' now m'eyes fuller open.
Hymn continues; 'In the light of His glory and grace'.
New directions. Where I'm heading.
Thank you God.