Some Fridays I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. Unedited. The prompt this week is: Mark.
Mark >>> “an impression (such as a scratch, scar, or stain) made on something” (Merriam-Webster Dictionary).
Giving birth to a child is probably the most momentous event of a woman’s life. I can vividly remember the birth of my two children. Each of those days, left a deep mark on my heart that will never be erased. Now that I am thinking about it, it is the whole birthing process that never leaves us quite the same. Even the births of each of our grandchildren marked me in different ways, but for sure they changed my life.
We look in fear at this tiny person as we become overwhelmed with a sense of responsibility that is so much larger than we ourselves are capable of handling. That little one overwhelms us with the fact that, surely, we need Someone much bigger, much more powerful, much more wiser than ourselves to raise this creation to adulthood.
Over the course of time, that fear will drive us to our knees and to God more often than we are able to count. No matter how big they get, we will still be driven to our knees over their circumstances, over their hurts, over their disappointments. All that because they left a mark on us for life. The umbilical cord was severed only to create this invisible cord connected to our hearts.
“Can a woman forget her nursing child And have no compassion on the son of her womb?” (Isaiah 49:15a, NASB)
It is with relief that I realized, God has wired us women exactly that way. He designed it in such a way that it would be unnatural for a mom to forget or withhold compassion from her child. I will forever love and pray for my children, and now my grandchildren. No matter how big they get, no matter how old, no matter how independent, no matter how far they may go, I will be praying.
This connection serves to demonstrate the love that God has towards us. For that portion of Scripture continues:
“Even these may forget, but I will not forget you. Behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands…” .(Isaiah 49:15b-16a, NASB)
He, too, was marked the day we were born again.
He bears that mark on His palms.
He will never forget any one of us.
