Isaiah 49:15-16

What brings me joy today? Consider this assurance from the lips of God Himself: “Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.” He picks up probably the most tender and attentive image we have in human relationships—a nursing mother and her baby—and applies it to Himself with me.

And just to make sure my sense of His faithfulness and affection gets all the way into my heart, He says it another way: “I have engraved you on the palm of my hands.” Now that is stunning.

All my lesser joys fade away—accomplishment, family, health, weather—and all my sorrows lose their sting in light of that kind of love from that kind of God. So I have financial worries? Jesus Christ’s palm is marked with my name. So people are disappointed in me? God fingers His palm with a smile. So small sorrows threaten to diminish my joy? Not when I hear God saying: “I have engraved you on the palm of my hands.”

Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea:
A Great High Priest whose name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands;
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heaven He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart –
No tongue can bid me thence depart.