Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet, not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. NIV
Several years ago, one of my dearest friends took me to a Women of Faith event. I had no idea what I was walking in to. I had never heard of it. Frankly, I went because I love my friend and it seemed important to her.
She lives several states away, so, it took a couple of days to get there. First, I flew to her town, then we stayed the night and drove several hours the next morning. She seemed so excited.
As we entered the massive convention center that Friday morning, it seemed to me that the space dwarfed the few hundred women who had come for the Friday portion of the conference. All of them, it seemed, were as excited as my friend.
As we took our seats on the floor of the facility, I confess I didn’t have high hopes. The chair looked uncomfortable, the room was chilly, and it was going to take six years to hike up the stairs if we needed food or the restroom. But, I put a smile on my face and settled myself next to my friend.
It was a divine appointment.
The first speaker was Patsy Claremont. I’d never heard of this woman. I will never forget her. She told an amazing story of a woman who had tracked her down, with, she said, a message from God. It had taken the woman quite some effort to find Patsy. The message was simply, “God has not forgotten you.”
Patsy said she thanked the woman … and that she was a bit confused. She did not feel forgotten by God. But then, she said, she realized that it was a message for us, not for her … that she was to deliver that message at this conference. At this point, she turned, and, it felt, as though she looked straight at me. This tiny, white haired grandmother said plainly, “God, has not forgotten you.”
I burst into tears. Turns out, I did feel forgotten.
I cried for most of the next two days as God broke down wall after wall in my heart that I had built up over time. Tears of gratitude come to my eyes even now as I write this. I had to have those walls broken down … if I’d stayed behind them, trying my hardest to make success of my life on my own, I would not have survived the last two years.
As it is, I have been pruned, I have been molded, I have been shaped for service, and I am so, so thankful.
Not one of us is forgotten by God. We are his precious, precious children. He knows every detail of our lives, every hair on our heads, and he values us.
That’s a reminder not to worry and that’s what I’ll think about today.
6 responses to “God has not forgotten you”
My wife and I were talking about this same thing a few days ago. Many times in my life I’ve wondered if God has forgotten me. I sometimes feel He’s sent me to a place and then I’m out of His sight and therefore out of His mind. Even now, when I’m pastoring a church, I wonder if God remembers I’m in a little town in Kansas. But He does remember. It is only me who forgets.
Thanks for stopping by and for your comments, Jim. Too often, we forget … God never does.
All the best to you!
Yes thank you for this gentle reminder that I surely need this morning,for without even knowing or confessing I feel that God has forgotten me and I do appreciate this reminder that he has not and he knows about all I’m facing and all I’m going through.Have a wonderful day! 😀 😀
Thanks for your words of encouragement, Pat! Praying that God will go ahead of you, beside you, above you, beneath you and behind you as you walk through this day.
How much the world needs to hear this….over and over.
On her blog that I also enjoy very much, Christine Jerrett has written today a very beautiful and challenging prayer. Her last four lines incorporate this verse in a wonderful way. I think it carries with it the suggestion of not being forgotten that you have put so clearly.
Thanks for the referral to Christine’s site! Her prayers are indeed beautifully written.
Have a great week!