What stood out today:
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.
My response: Lord God, how tender are these words. Such intimacy; of course a nursing mother could not forget. You invite us to ponder. What does it mean that I am engraved on the palms of your hands? I could understand a name engraved. Jesus, are the holes in your hands the engraving marks? Such wonderful words, God give me the grace to believe. To a small extent I believe, help my unbelief.
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