
I have always been adventurous. I still am, except now I realize many of the
terrible things that could happen, so I am a little more cautious. Just a little. When I was a boy, I enjoyed climbing trees in
the woods behind our house. I would
climb to the top of smaller saplings and swing over to get to the lower limbs
of taller trees and then climb up into the canopy. From the tops of the big trees, I thought
that I could see forever. I would find
the highest hill that I could, climb the tallest tree on that hill, and use my
pocketknife to carve my name into the bark at the top of that tree. When that tree is cut down for timber, I can
only imagine the surprise of the lumberjack who found my name and the date
carved in the top of that tree! But my
name is carved in a much more fantastic place.
The dear Lord has written my name on the palm of His own hand so that He
will NEVER forget me! God said in Isaiah
49:15&16, “Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have
compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget
thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands …” Wow!
Just to think that the Creator of the universe remembers my name! Oh, how he loves me! Hey, is your name carved into the hand of
God? Do you belong to Him? I hope you do, because He loves you so
much! Why not accept the dear Lord’s
gift of salvation while He is gently calling to you? Do it now without delay!