I Will Never Forget You

One of the most amazing truths of the Bible to wrap one’s head around is the idea that the Almighty Creator of the Universe some how cares for me. That the power that gave birth to the galaxies also brought forth my birth, and that the hands that hold the stars also promise to hold me close, is actually kind of mind-blowing. A favorite passage of mine about this incredible, amazing love of God is from the prophet Isaiah. It draws upon the love of a mother for her child:

Can a woman forget her nursing child
or show no compassion for the child of her womb?
Even these might forget, yet I will not forget you.
See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands.

Isaiah 49:15-16a

The mother of my nephews, on each of their birthdays, makes a Facebook post that reads Happy Birthday to my favorite son! I asked her once if that wasn’t a bit problematic, publicly declaring one of them her “favorite”. She replied, “Oh no – they are each my favorite!”  I think it might be like that with God’s love – like the mother who holds each child so dear, as close as when they were in the womb. And even human mother’s love fails, God’s never will.  This beautiful passage ends with God declaring: I will never forget you! I have inscribed you on the palm of my hands– those same hands that created the wonder of the universe.

The other day I thought : Wow! I am God’s holy tatoo. My name is inked forever on God’s palm. Annette/Channah/ full of grace/Beloved. Mama God’s favorite child.

And so are each and every one of us. Beloved. God’s favorite.

That is a love to marvel at.

Pastor Annette