This week's assignment is to post a baby picture and share a scripture that reminds you of your past.

I had to take a picture of this picture that's in a framed collage I happen to have in my loft. (Thanks, Martha - I still think of you when I pass by the collage!) This is a photo of me & my dad.

The scripture part is a bit harder to come up with....

OK, I'm going with Isaiah 49:15-16: "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and 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; your walls are ever before me."

It's meaningful to me for two reasons. First, because when I sang in the "folk group" (i.e. contemporary music group) at our church in my pre-teen years, there was a song based on this verse that we sang, and it has stuck in my mind for all that time. Second, it reminds me of God's ever-attentive love for me. Even if those who loved me most dearly forgot me, He never would. And that love and attention have shown up so many times - I know He has always been protecting me.

Several years back my mom gave me a pair of metal scissors that remind me of His protection every time I see them. These scissors have holes burned through the blades from the day (I was not much older than the picture above) when I grabbed them out of my mom's sewing box and used them to cut the cord of the sewing machine when it was plugged in! I woke up a few minutes later on the other side of the room, having been thrown there by the electric shock that went through my body. But I did wake up - because my Father was watching over me and had a purpose for my life. He holds me in the palm of His hand, and I never doubt His love.