Thursday, August 22, 2013

Forgotten


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.

Blessings,
Linda

7 comments:

  1. Knowing that there is One who loves me without conditions, it a huge comfort to me.

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  2. Not in "this" room. I have not forgotten. Hard to know that I can't reach and hug you. But knowing you don't need my remembrance because of those hands that hold you.

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  3. Sometimes folks aren't sure about bringing heartaches up again. Closest friends usually know best and the rest flounder.
    Hug to you through cyber space. :>)

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  4. You're frequently in my thoughts, Linda; and your daughter, how is she?

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  5. Claiming that verse for you, and me, and those we love. So grateful for your voice here.

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