Wihle I Strove, You Were Waiting.

Oh God.

I forgot. I neglected. I dismissed.

Your goodness. Your abundance. Your blessing.

While I strove after finer things, You were waiting to give me the finest. While I sought after shinny things, You were waiting to give me the richest. While I grasped at temporary treasures, You were waiting to give me truth.

And I thought You indifferent.

Forgive me, Good God.

For You are the only One of whom the words "abundant", "lavish", and "extravagant" can rightfully be employed.

You are Good.