Day 17: Pages 49-51

Do you ever have those weeks when nothing seems to be going the way you anticipated? Those weeks where you have really good plans - plans that are inspired even - and yet you can't seem to get anything to come together? It's during weeks like these that I fall into the trap of thinking "The Lord hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me" (21:18).

The words of comfort which follow help me to keep trudging along and remember that it is never as bad as it seems.

"For can a woman forget her sucking child?...yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee,...Behold I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands..." (21:15-16)

Does this ever happen to you?