Never Forgotten

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We enjoyed a trip recently to see our daughter, son-in-law and three grandchildren across in the UK. It was a full on week beginning on Sunday morning when the children didn't know we were there because we arrived late the evening before when they were all tucked up in bed. It was lovely to see the surprise in their faces when they discovered we had arrived.

It was my birthday on that day and they were exited as if it was their birthday. I must have had 'happy birthday to you' sung to me at least five times that day :-)

After the busy week of walking to and from school with the oldest, reading stories and watching small videos and playing games with the middle one, and lots of cuddles with the youngest of the three who is just over three months old, and many other things in between, we reached Saturday morning.

Just outside our bedroom door I could hear the little ones getting ready for swimming lessons, and we listened to the antics from our bedroom. Our daughter gently opened our door and asked if we could look after the baby while she got the others ready because she was running out of time. The little man was as good as gold as he sat between us enjoying all the fuss from his grandparents.

In a little while our little granddaughter joined us followed by her Mum. We chatted for a moment or two before our daughter took the little one by the hand to hurry her for breakfast before they would be leaving. But on their way out of our room she started to giggle and pull on her Mummy's hand and said to her in her cute northern accent -

'Mummy, you forgot your baby!'

The baby had been so quiet and content sitting with us that Mummy forgot that 'her baby' was even there! :-) It was a comical moment for us all made even funnier by the wit of a little girl not yet three years old, coupled with her comical phraseology :-)

When we got back home the incident was recollected to waiting family and friends who were anxious to hear about our time in the UK and everyone found this was so funny.

It is a good idea to write down those priceless things that children say because time passes by and those precious things are soon forgotten!

Incidentally, our daughter is probably one of the very best of mothers when it comes to caring for her little ones and any thought of truly forgetting her children would of course be entirely out of the question!

But while I was reflecting on this I couldn't help but remember and be encouraged with these words from Scripture:

"Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb?
yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.
Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands ..."
Isaiah 49: 15-16.

You see, It is completely unnatural for a woman to forget her baby because there is only one thing that is stronger than the bond between a mother and her new born child - that is the love of God for His children.

It is completely impossible for our heavenly Father to forget those who have trusted in Him. His children are even more precious to Him than an infant is to its mother. Why is that? It is because of the price He has paid to make us His own! It cost Him the most precious thing He had. It cost Him His beloved Son!

Out of love and obedience He went all the way to the cross to bear away the penalty for our sin in His own body. He became the very thing that God hated most so that all who trust Him fully are freely forgiven and made fit for the Father's presence. The evidence of the price He paid is eternally visible for all to see; for graven upon the palms of His hands are the marks of Calvary's sufferings, so that His mighty act of redemption will be remembered and appreciated forever.

These wonderful verses serve to assure us that once we have become His children through faith in His beloved Son who loved us and gave Himself for us, we are forever secure and forever in His mind and interest. There is never a moment of the day when we are overlooked or forgotten by God. Rest assured dear fellow believer in case this is a day when you are feeling all alone.

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