Thursday, August 22, 2013


She went expectantly, imagining the conversations, thinking about what she would say. A couple of weeks had passed since her world had shifted, and they had rallied round with calls and promises to pray. So many had already asked how things were going. Surely they, too, would be concerned.

She walked into the room, her expectations filling her heart. Conversation and laughter bounced off the walls - friends greeting one another, sharing the latest news. She found her place among her closest friends, their words drawing her close like a warm embrace. 

But there were others who greeted her without a word about what was uppermost in her heart. Their immediate concern had been a precious gift, but it seemed they had forgotten. She told herself it was understandable. They had their own problems, and it was such a busy time of year. But still, the little arrows went straight to her heart.

She talked to Him about it in the early morning hours, when sleep wouldn't come. He whispered into her aching heart:

“Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you. Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me."
Isaiah 49: 15-16

We have all, at one time or another, been disappointed by someone we thought would never forget us.  More often than not, it isn't intentional. We mean to do well, but life pushes in and we are prone to forgetfulness.

There is One who never forgets. We can rest in the knowledge that He will never disappoint, never break a promise, never look the other way.

If you've been hurt by others, I pray you will find comfort in the One who has engraved you on the palms of His hands. He knows and understands. And oh, how He loves you.