Isaiah 49:13 - 16 (NIV)
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.
ON THE PALM OF YOUR HAND you write my name, O God.
Through the pages of creation, my life unfolds.
In the chambers of your heart, I have a home, O God,
where every cry is heard, every tear seen,
every thanks
whispered in the dark or sung to the morning
is known to you.
And still, I am slow to thank, to ask, to trust.
O God, who is great and good,
help me to pray.
Amen.
From p. 72, The Awkward Season: Prayers for Lent by Pamela C. Hawkins. Copyright © 2009 by Pamela C. Hawkins.
A friend suggested I try my hand at this blog again. Not every day, she said, but just give it a try. So here it is with much help and inspiration from today's Upper Room Reflection.
My own prayer:
Abba, Father... help me to draw closer to You and to stay in the circle of Your light. Even through the anger, the fear, and the depths of depression, may I seek to find my name written on Your palm.
~Amen!
Perfect!!! Just what I needed to hear!!! Thank you with all my heart, Tamara!! Have missed you! So glad you'll try it again...even if part time!!! Love, Janine XO
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