“13 Shout for joy, O heavens; rejoice, O earth; burst into song, O mountains! For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones. 14 But Zion said, “The LORD has forsaken me, the Lord has forgotten me.” 15 “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! 16 See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me.” Isaiah 49:13-16 NIV
People may have short memories or loyalties, but God never forgets me. I am engraved on the palms of his hands. God’s hands are huge, and they have millions of names engraved on them. One of those names is mine. I am important enough to God that he put my name permanently in front of him. He knows who I am, and I am of value to him. Engraved is a conscious, selective act. God made that act while he thought of me.
This is reassuring. On a difficult day, I prayed for God’s guidance and protection. When everything was over and all was well, I saw God put his hands in front of me and point to his palm. “See, I’ve got you right here.” It doesn’t get any better than that.