When I was about eight years old, my mom and I went to Kmart. I hung out in the Hot Wheels section while she shopped elsewhere. But when she wasn’t quick in returning, I became concerned. Where is she? Did she forget about me? Did she leave me here? I ran around from department to department looking for her, all in vain. My concern morphed into full panic.
Such panic is reflected in the first verse of today’s passage: “The Lord has forsaken us; the Lord has forgotten us.”
How ever could the Lord reassure his frantic people?
Title: Engraved on His Hands
Text: Isaiah 49.14–26
- look here
- look around
- look up