Picture a mother, devastated because of a wayward daughter. This used to be a girl devoted to God, with a positive outlook on life.
Something happened. Somehow she got disappointed with God, probably first with one of his children. The damage wad done. Permanently? As long as we live and breathe nothing is permanent. There is always the possibility of a miracle!
Picture a friend holding the hands of this devastated mother. She has done all in her power to bring that dear child back to God, to be the woman she was created to be. This mother can do no more. She has turned the situation over to God, to “do whatever it takes” to bring this daughter back to the fold.
In an act of inspiration from the Holy Spirit this friend says, “She is not written on the palms of your hands. She is written on the palms of God’s hands!” What a comforting revelation! What a soothing realization!
The promise was given through the prophet Isaiah:
“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!
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are ever before me.” (Isa 49:15-16)
God loves our children more than we can ever love them. Of course, they have a free will and can stray from him, but they are still in the palms of his hands. We all are!
Maybe you feel discouraged. If you sense God far away, guess who’s moved? He is the solid, unmovable Rock! He is as close as the air we breathe. Take heart. Know that your child, your loved one, you yourself—whoever your heart is agonizing over—is engraved in the palms of God’s hands. Today! Tomorrow! Forever!
Turn your desperate prayers into sessions of thanksgiving. Picture yourself nesting in the arms of God like a baby enfolded in the embrace of her mother. That baby knows no fear. You need not fear!
What an awesome place to be: engraved on the palms of God’s hands!