Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are continually before me.
I want so much to be loved. I think that must be the longing of all our hearts. I don't want the silly kind of "love" our culture perpetuates. I want the kind of love that looks past my flaws and my deficiencies and impurities and sees me... the REAL me, who I am, and loves me for who I am and as I am. When I read Isaiah 49:16, I was reminded that my God has this kind of love for me. The scriptures say that He holds me in His hand, but this verse says so much more than that. He loves me enough to engrave or tattoo me on his hands. He is ever mindful of my "walls" (limitations? insecurities? deficiencies?), and they are not a deterrent to Him.
Even more than this, I am reminded that He loves those that I love with this same passion, and this gives me great peace. My beloveds are so much more beloved to Him! THEY are engraved on his hands, as well! THEIR walls are continually before Him! He loves THEM for who they are and as they are. As a mother, what more can I ask, but that my children are truly loved?
Praise the Lord. He is the Lover of my soul.