In the Palm of His Hands

Know that no matter how bleak things look, Your heavenly Father has not forgotten you.

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15 [And the Lord answered] Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yes, they may forget, yet I will not forget you.  16 Behold, I have indelibly imprinted (tattooed a picture of) you on the palm of each of My hands; [O Zion] your walls are continually before Me.  Isaiah 49: 15-16 AMPC

Many of us feel unheard, unseen, unnoticed.  Unimportant and uncared for.  Some of us may even feel like God must have forgotten us based on the way our lives look right now.  But though we sometimes feel forgotten, we must remind ourselves of the truth.  The truth is that we are not forgotten.  God reminds us in this scripture that He has not and will not forget us.

He draws a picture of a mother and how difficult it would be – impossible even – for a mother to forget a child that is nursing.  An infant that is receiving nourishment from your physical body is not something you can forget.  She is attentive to every cry.  Every minuscule movement causes her eyes to dart over to her child.  God went on to say that such a mother could do nothing but show her child compassion.  It would be second nature for her to care for her child.  For her baby to be the first thing she thinks about rather than an after thought.  But God says, even though mothers and fathers may forget.  Though the people we expected to remember us, to care for us, to show up for us, to be there for us in times of need…  Though they may have forgotten us, God says He has not forgotten.  He says He will not forget.

Anyone who’s ever gotten a tattoo knows they can be pretty painful, especially depending on where you get them.  A tattoo is something that stays with you forever.  Imagine getting a tattoo on a sensitive part of your body like your palm!  That’s not something you’d be likely to forget any time soon.  The hand is also the part of the body used to do much of our labor.  God, through the example in the scripture is showing us just how much He thinks about us!  He’s giving us a picture of how much we’re on His mind!  God has an imprint of us on His hand!  His hand of provision.  His hand of sovereignty.  His hand of protection.  His hand of healing.  His hand that saves, intervenes, sets us free, washes us clean, holds us close.  The same hands that Jesus would stretch out to be pierced for our sins.  The same hands that then clothe us in His righteousness.  Those same hands bear our image.  Indelible, immovable, lasting marks.

God is trying to tell us that though we may feel forgotten, we must so trust Him, that we know that we are not forgotten.  We have to come to a place of such faith that if God says it, we believe it to be so.  Regardless of what our circumstances look like, we have to believe that those same tattooed hands are working all things together for our good.  Those same hands will execute His plans of good and not evil toward us.  Those hands will dispatch angels on our behalf and stop the enemy’s plans against us from prospering.  This is a chance to walk by faith, not by sight.  Not to grope around aimlessly in the dark.  But to peacefully trust God’s voice when we cannot see the way ahead.  Trust the words you hear Him speaking to you in His Word.  And know that no matter how bleak things look, Your heavenly Father has not forgotten you.

Your walls are ever before Him.  Your concerns are His.  We bear the seal of our Father.  But He also bears our mark on His palm.  We are His.  And He is our God.  Our Abba.  Our personal, loving Father who walks with us through every moment of every day.  As we abide in Him,  He abides in us.  What a joy and privilege to be one with the Father who knows us completely, yet still loves us, and chooses to remember us always.  He will meet your needs in the way that is best for you.  His eyes are always on you.  Watching for how He can be good to you.  May we rest in His love today.  May we truly find peace in knowing that we are loved and most certainly not forgotten.


Love & Blessings,

Less Trodden


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