One of the things that drew me to Psalm 136 yesterday was the promise found in verse 23 at the end of the psalm, “to the One who remembered us in our low estate His love endures forever.” [NKJV]
I love rejoicing in the Creator God, Deliverer, Protector and Provider. But it is the little words of verse 23 that awaken the greatest of praise in me. “The One who remembered us” stirs my heart to fresh awareness of all for which I have to be thankful.
God remembered us. God remembered me. REMEMBERS me. ME.
My husband’s mother had Alzheimer’s. The last time my husband spoke to her on the phone, he had to keep reminding her who he was. “This is Bob, your son, your oldest child.” We laughed about it even though we wanted to cry. The concept of being forgotten by your mother is hard to bear at any age. She did not remember her oldest child.
God asks the question in Isaiah, “Can a mother forget her baby?” Yes, unfortunately, she can, but God goes on, “Though she may forget, I will not forget you!” Then He reminds us, “See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands . . ..” [Isaiah 49:15-16]
God will not, cannot forget us. God remembers us. God remembers you. God remembers me. Rejoice Christian. Give thanks, O Believer. Your God remembers you.
