Zion was saying, ‘The Lord has abandoned me,
the Lord has forgotten me.’
Does a woman forget her baby at the breast,
or fail to cherish the son of her womb?
Yet even if these forget,
I will never forget you.
How we long to be acknowledged, remembered, cherished. How we long to matter…
The first reading at Mass today, the Sunday of the eighth week in Ordinary Time, speaks to that longing. And especially to those who feel their longing is in vain.
In that passage, the Lord himself, speaking through his prophet, assures that he never has and never will forget – not ‘us’ but, first person singular, ‘me’. The Lord forgets no one, no way, not ever.
We are his children and precious in his eyes.
Why? How might you live differently reminded of the love of God for you?
Figures in grounds of Rochester Cathedral…
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