Kettle blunder

Last night as I sat on the dinner table alone enjoying bananas with peanut butter, the kettle whistled.  I let it sit for a half a minute before walking over to turn off the fire, but totally forgot to transfer the water into the thermos.

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This morning, I got a viber message from wifey asking me why I didn't transfer the boiling water to the thermos and let it cool overnight.  Now, she'd have to boil the water all over again.

She sent her message over viber, so I can't see how she's feeling.  Either she is frustrated, amused or both.  But for the life of me, it didn't occur to me to transfer the hot water into the thermos, and wifey assumed that I would know. 

But we have a God that does not forget.  Instead of writing my reflections here, I refer you to a short devotional written by George Young, aptly described my sentiments of a God who does not forget. 

Link:  https://today.reframemedia.com/devotions/the-god-who-does-not-forget-us

The God Who Does Not Forget Us

Scripture Reading — Isaiah 49:13-16

 

Can a mother . . . have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands. — Isaiah 49:15-16

 

One of our deepest fears is that we will be forgotten after we die. Psalm 103:15-16 says, “The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.” 

I fondly remember my father’s dry humor and my mother’s steadiness at her humble job. But none of my grandchildren ever met them, and in spite of the jokes and sayings of my parents that I repeat, I know that their memory will one day pass away.

Some people speak of a sense of “cosmic loneliness” in the universe: that a person’s longing for meaning is lost in the cold vastness of space. But that would only be the case if there were no God. The Bible promises that our lives are not meaningless, that we are dear in God’s sight, that the grave is not the end.

What’s more, Jesus said, “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me” (John 10:14). If the Savior knows our name, we are certainly loved; life is not meaningless.

God said through the prophet Isaiah, “I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.” Here, surely, is a prophecy of the nail prints on Jesus’ palms! (See John 20:25-28.)

Prayer

When we are afraid, O Lord, help us to remember your love and to hold fast to your promises. In Jesus’ name, Amen.