I will not forget you
“Can a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you. See, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands.” Isaiah 49:15–18
It is 6 years, and Christopher’s face flashes like brilliant snapshots through the years: the fragile tiny 5 lb.10 oz. infant swaddled in my arms . . . the 2-year-old golden-haired toddler, with those huge hazel eyes, sick with fever and viral pneumonia in an oxygen tent . . . that little boy, curious about everything around him . . . the 5th grader in his tracksuit running cross country, quick as the wind . . . bright, funny, always laughing, headed out on his bike on some surfing adventure with good friends.
There he is, a young adult passionate about art, falling in love, getting his heart broken badly, only to love again—this time deeply and forever . . . and the father who adored his growing family and couldn’t stop taking pictures of his beautiful little girl.
I can still hear his laugh, his voice.
How can a mother forget her child? The memories of 33 precious years flood my mind because they are the fabric, the woof and warp, of my life. His absence hurts deeply, at times unexpectedly, as years pass and I see traces of his face in his two daughters—so beautiful, brilliant, artistic, brimming with the same humor and energy.
So I turn again to the Scripture and read, “Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you. See, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands.” God is telling me, though it may be unimaginable that a mother would forget her child, He doesn’t forget . . . ever. Christopher and I are both inscribed, engraved on the palms of His hands, always in His sight and kept in His everlasting care.
The wounds in Christ’s hands when He was crucified is enough of a reminder to me that God knows and understands my sorrow, and most importantly, He too will cherish and protect those for whom He suffered and died. His love and remembrance of Christopher every day, and especially today, is as close to God as He is to Himself.
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Linda D | July 28, 2014
I grew up without a Mother/mom. To hear your Mother's love brings tears to my heart. Christopher had 33 loving years with you here and forever with you there.
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Sherri | July 30, 2014
Cathe you are a gracious woman of God. I see through you a beauty within that I would Love to have. I admire your faith as it is overwhelming in statues. I would love to meet with you one day and just talk about Jesus.
Love u in the Lord
Keep reflecting the proverbs 31 Woman in which you emulate so easy.
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Debbie Gonzalez | August 3, 2014
Cathe,
Thank you for sharing your heart so openly. Your writing of your deep love for your Christopher beautifully brings me to tears. May God's peace always find you and comfort you when the sorrow of his absence comes upon you unexpectedly.
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Kathleen | August 4, 2014
As I read your beautiful words, my body instantly filled with the Holy Spirit from head to toe. I am surrounded by so many non believers here in Santa Ana that I have difficulty in studying or even having quiet prayer time. Distractions coming from all sides. I'm not sure if people are actually harassing me with video and audio or if I'm sensing spiritual warfare. Whatever is happening around me, I know that Christ Jesus is in control of my life and these circumstances. Pray for me that the Lord will destroy the evil stronghold of sexual fornication that surrounds me with my boyfriend. I need to break soul ties with him. I need to find a home that is Christian based and fee free until I can find work or enroll in school. I am unemployed due to a felony conviction that needs expungement from San Bernardino. Your prayers and help are greatly appreciated.
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Jackie Matthee | August 5, 2014
Dear Cathe
05 August 2014
How heartsore it is to hear that you lost your firstborn son in a vehicle accident. They say there is no greater loss for us on earth, however it is beautiful to read that you find comfort in our Lord Jesus and that the Laurie family leans on Him for strength. God bless you all for the wonderful work you do for all of us all over the world. I live in a small town called Oranjemund, Namibia, Southern Africa, on the border of Namibia and South Africa. I wonder if you and Greg would ever consider visiting? :-) I must comment on the photo of you when you were little and that Stella looks just like her grandmother! Cute indeed! I keep downloading Greg's sermons on iTunes & Youtube and show them at our ladies' fellowship. I thank God for all the pastors and their families. Blessings and shalom to you all!
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Victoria Dean-Walters | August 19, 2014
Dear Cathe, Thank you for sharing about Christopher. In October 2013, I lost my oldest son Chad, who was 21 years old. Chad's memory is still so vivid and I am often surprised at how tears still so easily flow from my eyes. When Chad passed, I happened to be reading Hope for Hurting Hearts by Greg. I think that the biggest comfort I find is in knowing that no one could love my son more than God and that Chad is truly in good hands. God bless you and Greg. You two are an inspiration to me!
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