In exile the nation cries out that they have been
forgotten. The Lord comforts His people
with promises of restoration. Those
promises include the nations at their feet, the Land so filled there is no room
for all the people, children everywhere.
It is a song of love for God's people.
It is more likely that a nursing mother will forget her child than the
Lord will forget His people. They/we are
engraved on the palms of His hands, it is impossible that He should forget
them. The promises of God are for those
who enter His covenant, they are for all who believe. All do not enter that covenant and we long
for the day when His kingdom is established and we see the fulfillment of all
the promises of God. Can there be any
more powerful images than these, " Kings shall be your foster fathers, and
their queens your nursing mothers. With their faces to the ground they shall
bow down to you, and lick the dust of your feet."
In God's sight we are all "little ones." We see from our own perspective and we
believe something about ourselves that needs to be set right. We get too big for our britches and we need
to be reminded on occasion that we are little children, insignificant in the
grand scheme except for what He has made of us and makes of us. Greatness is not something we should seek nor
should we aspire to it. We are children
of God and we will always be children.
There is an incredibly comforting side to that (see above) and there is
a humbling side to that. At some level
wouldn't you love to truly be someone's child forever? You are!
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