STEVE AND BELINDA KIRK
The older I get, the more I seem to forget. You’d think I would remember to take allergy medication, especially this time of year, when everything is yellow, including my clothes. You’d think I would remember to gather the eggs from my chicken coop sometime before midnight. You’d think I would remember to put the trash at the street so that my can wouldn’t overflow the next week.
Yet, in all of this forgetting, there is one thing I never forget. This is on my mind and heart during the day and sometimes even way into the wee hours of the morning. It’s the one thing I don’t seem to have to remember.
Well, it’s not really a thing. It’s more of a being. Actually, it’s a few beings.
The one thing, or things, or beings, that I never, ever forget are my kids. They are always on my mind and forever in my heart. Sounds like a greeting card, but it’s true.
Most decisions I make have some relevance to them. For instance, I make sure that my baby boy, who is taller than I am and will get his driver’s permit next year, has a well-balanced meal at least a couple of times during the day. Sometimes, he does have to make his own. Yet even then, it’s not that I forgot about him, even for a second. I still make sure he has something in the fridge or the cabinet that he can grab on the go.
And even though our older two kids are more self-sufficient, I still remember them throughout the day, wondering how they are doing. I text or call them on a regular basis, just to keep in touch, because they are forever on my mind. So when I read Isaiah 44:21, a smile crosses my face. It says, “Remember these, O Jacob, and Israel, for you are my servant; I have formed you, you are my servant, O Israel, you will not be forgotten by me.”
If I am human, if I am forgetful, yet never forget my kids, how much more so does God, who is perfect, not forget me, his kid?
That, my friends, is a sweet thought — that God would never forget me, no matter how many other people or situations in the world cry out and demand his attention. He has promised he will not forget me.
And if you are his child, that promise is just as real for you as it is for me. Your father doesn’t forget you. He’s not too busy to remember your birthday. He’s not so busy that he doesn’t want to talk or spend precious time with you. He’s not so busy that you don’t cross his mind.
On the contrary, you are always on his mind, for he has “formed you.” You are “his servant,” and “you will not be forgotten” by him.
So rather than get frustrated the next time you forget something important, let it jar your memory. Let your forgetfulness remind you that God will always remember you. Remember that he is always thinking about you, desiring to communicate with you, wanting to spend precious time with his child.
He hasn’t forgotten you, beloved, and he never will.
Prayer: Thank you, father, that you don’t forget me — ever —and that I am always on your mind. Thank you that I never have to wonder if you are available to talk or too busy to listen. Thank you that you are perfect and that you love me in a perfect way. I love you too.
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