You are not forgotten child.

Don’t worry child, you’re not forgotten.

I’ll be honest. There are so many days I’ve struggled with God about being forgotten. I’ve accused Him of not listening to me, not answering me, not understating where I am. In the noise of my petitions I get caught up in a pity party, and dive head first into a “woe is me” session, and I can’t hear His voice. But the Lord is so patient.

You see, He knows we feel this way sometimes. He understands that we are human, and get easily distracted. He knows I get swept away in the busyness of life and pray often, but listen for answers very little. He knows that I don’t always see things from a spiritual perspective like I should. He knows that even though He has proven Him self to me 1000 times, it’s hard for me to trust Him on the next big thing sometimes.

He knows I’m pretty much a train wreck majority of the time.

But He also knows that I love Him, and long desperately to know Him more.

He knows me.

He knows you.

And after the noise of getting all my complaints and petitions and arguments off my chest becomes quiet, He always speaks. He always reminds me that there isn’t a moment, a word, a sigh, a tear, a cry of frustration, a heartbreak, a disappointment, a struggle, a temptation, a prayer that He hasn’t seen or heard.

He knows it all.

He’s seen it all.

He’s heard it all.

After His reassurance of those things, peace comes. I remember who He is. I find comfort in being in my Fathers presence. Then my heart is open to hear what He wants to say to me.

Sometimes it’s simply “no”

Sometimes it’s a resounding “yes”

Sometimes it’s “not right now”

Sometimes it’s “not them”

Sometimes it’s “I have a better way”

Sometimes it’s “I have so much more than that”

Sometimes it’s “I’m moving, hold on”

Sometimes it’s “just trust me and wait”

Sometimes it’s just “I haven’t forgotten you child”

Whatever the answer that comes, either with explanation or not, I find peace in it. Because I know Who it comes from. I know that the God of all is my Father. I know that I am His child. I know that He gushes over me even more than I gush over my little girl. I know that He loves me more than the man I am blessed to call an earthly father. I know that there is nothing He would stop at to rescue me from Hell. I know that He cares about the desires of my heart, even then tiny insignificant ones. I know that with billions of people on the earth crying out to Him, He never fails to make time for me.

He never misses a moment.

He never forgets about you.

Quiet your soul in His presence today and let Him speak to you. You are so valuable to Him. ❤️

“Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows.”

Luke 12:6-7 KJV

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9 thoughts on “You are not forgotten child.

  1. In those moments that I go on ranting. I have to thank God for allowing me to do this. Because if I keep it inside of me I would explode. True, God might not answer me that very moment. For I know time is in His hands not mine. I also know that He still loves me in those moments.

    To me GOD is my Father and when I am in trouble I run to Him. Tell Him how I hurt and then He comforts me. I believe He knows that I need comfort before I need an answer. AMEN

    Great posting today.

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