Meditations on Scripture inspired by our experience as an adoptive family.

May these words of my mouth
and this meditation of my heart
be pleasing in your sight,
LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
Psalm 19: 14


Saturday, February 11, 2012

We Are Engraved On the Palms of His Hands


“16 See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;” Isaiah 49:16

I have a confession to make.  I am a natural born worrier.  I worry about everything and anything, but particularly about my two sons.  For the last few days, I have been going through an intense season of concern for my older boy.  I surrendered him and all that troubles me about him to the One and Only who can carry such a heavy burden, only to pick it back up again after a little while.  Today, however, I feel the Holy Spirit saying to me, “you of little faith.” (Matthew 6:30)  I feel the weight of Scripture on my soul.  I sense the question “why don’t you trust me when I say “do not worry about anything”?  Therefore, today I resolve to renew my trust in Him and in all His promises for they are true!  As surely as He lives, He is Faithful.  He tells me that He has a plan for my son regardless of his bad choices and tendencies, and that such plan is perfect!  It’s a plan that will prosper my child rather than harm him.  It’s a plan that will bring him a future and hope. (Jeremiah 29:1)

Today, I resolve to trust my Lord and my God for I know He calls my son His own, and as one of His own, The Lord will never let him go outside the reach of His arm.  He will not let my son go.  He can’t let him go because He has him, as well as all of His children, engraved on the palm of His hands.  The Creator of the universe has “indelibly imprinted (tattooed a picture of)” us on His hands, both of them!  (Isaiah 49:16 – Amplified Version) We are on His hands, a place of quick access, a glance away, never far, always within sight, and permanently imprinted, as if by hot iron, never to be forgotten. 
Because of this truth, He will call us when we lose our way.  He has no choice.  We belong to Him, just like He told us at the end of Isaiah 43:1, “I have summoned you by name; you are mine.”   He cannot let go of us more than He could let go of His own hands.  This is what Jesus explains through his precious parables regarding those who, though part of His flock, one day step out of the path and wander away.  The Good Shepherd leaves the 99 behind to go searching for the one who lost his way.  He does not tire and does not stop until He finds him; and once He does, He celebrates! 
11 “‘For this is what the Sovereign LORD says: I myself will search for my sheep and look after them. 12 As a shepherd looks after his scattered flock when he is with them, so will I look after my sheep. I will rescue them from all the places where they were scattered on a day of clouds and darkness.”  Ezekiel 34:11-12 
He searches for us and He calls us, especially when we have lost our way.  He searches and He calls and He rescues us from the dark places where we’ve been.  He gathers us together again, after we’ve been scattered.  He calls us in many ways.  Sometimes, when we’ve only stepped out of the path for an instant, distracted by the busyness and stress of our routines; we hear the gentle whisper of His calling in the midst of our daily lives.  Sometimes He uses the voices of those who surround us to catch our attention.  Other times, when we have allowed the world to entrap us in its web of deceit, the Lord has to raise His voice so we can hear Him amidst all the other voices that call out our names.  Raising His voice might involve the need for Him to put us in a situation in which He has our undivided attention, like that young Jewish son who, after squandering his inheritance, ended up among the pigs.  Sometimes we too, after immersing ourselves in the ways of the world for too long, end up tending the swine.  We might end up tending the pigs in a jail cell out of state, or in an empty house, or in a shelter, or in the streets, or in a lonely bed at a hospital far from home.  However, our stay with the “pigs” last only for as long as it takes for us to recognize Our Father calling out our name.  The despair ends as soon as we hear His voice. 

He does whatever it takes in order to draw us back to Him, for the reality is that once we belong to Him; we are never farther away than the length of His arm.  Regardless of the wrong turns my son might take while walking on this earth, he won’t be able to escape the Lord for His grace is irresistible. 

Even if it might seem we wander light years away from Him, it is only from our limited perspectives.  From where He stands, He has only to look at the palm of His hands to see our faces.  And once He sees us, He runs to us, puts a ring in our finger, gives us His robe and orders a big celebration for all to rejoice in our homecoming.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 
Philippians 4:6

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