God Never Forgets!
May 25, 2008
What is your deepest human need?
What is it that — more than anything else — you just can’t live without?
Is it food or water or shelter?
Food and water and shelter are basic biological needs, essential to survival. You cannot live long without them. And yet, while you live, you can live without them, for a time. And you are about more than your biology. Life is about more than mere survival. You are spirit as well as body.
What is your deepest human need?
Is it usefulness?
Is it the need to feel useful?
Is it the need to feel that that the time and effort you spend on things matters and makes a difference?
Is it the knowledge that your life serves some higher purpose than just taking up space and using up oxygen?
What is your deepest human need?
What is that one thing you just can’t live without?
Is it dignity?
Is it the need to feel respected and acknowledged – the need to feel that your life is recognized as having value – the feeling that you matter – the feeling that you are not trivial — base — or expendable?
Or is it love?
Is the need for love — the need to matter to somebody – the need to know that you are cared about – the need to be cared for – the need to be remembered — is that your deepest human need?
Is love the one thing you just can’t live without?
Here’s what I think — I think that love is our deepest human need.
When we are loved, we come alive.
Body and spirit alike are animated and energized.
Love can help us deal with the effects of the worst of circumstances of our lives.
Love can drive out fear.
Love can cover a multitude of sins. I am particularly glad of that – for come Wednesday Sally and I will celebrate 25 years of marriage – and I am certain that – in 25 years – Sally’s love for me has helped her deal with the multitude of my sins!
Love can make the deepest pain bearable.
Love can make a poor man rich and a weak man strong, a timid woman brave and a humble woman proud.
Love transcends even death — love’s memory keeps the one who is loved alive in heart and mind.
Yea – I believe that love is our deepest human need.
To feel remembered and loved can make your life wonderful – no matter what else is happening.
To be forgotten and ignored can make your life miserable – no matter what else is happening and whatever else you might have.
A poor person who knows they are loved and make a difference can feel that life is better than a rich person who never feels loved.
Important questions for us are questions such as:
Does anyone love me?
Does anyone remember me?
Does anyone know my name?
Does anyone even care that I exist?
The person who can answer “yes” to these questions is on the road to feeling that their basic needs are being met.
The person who can not answer “yes” to these questions is not.
I once had someone share with me that they could remembered a Thanksgiving they spent alone. They could not get to their family – and had no one with whom to share the holiday. They said that as they sat alone at a table in a
restaurant, eating turkey and gravy, they didn’t feel sad or sorry for themselves – they just felt empty.
Empty and forgotten.
Feeling loved and feeling that you are remembered is indeed one of the basic needs of people.
If you don’t feel loved – and don’t feel that anyone remembers you – you feel miserable.
If you feel forgotten – you feel miserable.
The people of Pearlington, Mississippi knew what it felt like to feel forgotten not long after Hurricane Katrina.
A young photojournalist in Pearlington wrote in his blog about how many people in Pearlington felt a month after Katrina:
I know what it looks like now to watch people fight for their lives, sinking in quicksand. And I’m shouting, help, look, and yet there’s no cavalry to save the day, and the sheriff’s fat and content and sleeping off his binge while people sink and die.
This disaster is huge, and getting bigger by the day. Like the mold that’s slowly eating all their lowly possessions, neglect and incompetence and cronyism are slowly eating these poor people alive.
My mom’s little trailer was in Pearlington. After the storm, Pearlington started off ignored and has slowly devolved into forgotten. When I talked to the one FEMA inspector handling the whole town, he could barely look me in the eye. Not because he was a shady man, but I sensed, because he had been abandoned, too, and he knew the futility and impotence of his mission. Polishing brass on the Titanic would be too charitable a way to describe his task. More like, standing next to the brass, telling you he’s going to be polishing it very soon, as soon as some cloth arrives.
Between you and me, the only help is going to come from you and me. Forget about FEMA. Forget about the Red Cross. We were hopeful when, after three weeks, a Red Cross truck showed up and started serving hot lunches. About the same time they began prepping the local school … as a shelter for the people who were living in tents in their front yards next to the rubble of their homes. The locals were shocked and frustrated with all the demands Red Cross had for the space before they’d use it.
“We need dehumidifiers.” Says Red Cross.
We need air conditioning.” Says Red Cross.
“We need a 100k generator.” Says Red Cross.
“We need to power wash the walls, maybe even repaint.” Says Red Cross.
“We’re afraid of being sued.” Says Red Cross.
After waiting eight days (three weeks after the disaster) Red Cross left, and even took their hot lunch van with them.
The people of Pearlington, Mississippi needed socks and underwear and coffee and sugar and towels and ice chests and boots, but, most of all, they needed to be remembered.
They felt unloved – and forgotten.
Forgotten — like the people of Jerusalem — those few Jews who remained in Jerusalem in the time of Isaiah after the city had been ravaged and most of its population had been deported.
They felt forgotten and abandoned — abandoned by everyone – and abandoned by God.
And – when you think about it – they had good reason to feel abandoned by God.
They had no life – or at least nothing that would resemble a life.
They had no culture — no economy — no government – no Temple –
they felt that they had no hope – and no future.
They probably felt that they were just doing their best to survive as refugees in their own hometown.
Yea — they probably felt forgotten by God, just as many in our day may feel
forgotten by God.
Without feeling loved or remembered –
Without feeling that they made a difference to anyone –
they probably felt that even God had forgotten them.
There are too many people in this world who feel this way.
Too many people like the residents of Pearlington, Mississippi.
Too many who feel unloved – unimportant – not remembered – and who feel that there is no meaning to their lives because of this.
Maybe you feel this way.
Maybe things have happened in your life to make you feel that no one cares – no one loves you – no one remembers you.
Yea – feeling loved and remembered – like your life makes a difference – can be the greatest of feelings – and feeling unloved and not remembered – like no one cares – can be the worst.
But – listen again to what God says to the bereaved in Jerusalem:
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
Even though they may have felt forgotten and unloved –
even though they may have felt that their lives did not make a difference to anyone –
the truth was that their lives did make a difference – to God
the truth was that they were loved – by God
the truth was that they were not forgotten – by God
The truth was that God still loved them – still remembered them – still cared about them – and still had a future in store for them that was better – far better – than their present situation.
The truth was that — even when they felt that everyone else had forgotten –
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
That was God’s message to the besieged inhabitants of Jerusalem.
That is God’s message to us today.
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
There may be times when you feel that no one loves you.
There may be times when you feel that no one cares about you.
There may be times when you feel that your life is devoid of all meaning –
But – here is the bottom line:
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
God loves you –
God remembers you –
God does not forget you –
You are important to God –
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
And – because God never forgets – God promises us a future that is far better than your present might be.
God promised the captives in Jerusalem that those who had been taken away from them would return – and that life would be restored.
God promised the captives in Jerusalem that He still card for them – still loved them – still remembered them – and would restore them.
God makes these promises to us also.
God promises that – even when no one seems to love us – He loves us.
God promises that – even when no one else seems to care – He cares.
God promises that – even when no one else seems to feel that we are important – He thinks we are important.
And – God promises that – those times we feel that no one else loves us – cares about us – or feel that we are important – do not have to be the norm for us – but we can look to Him and discover His love – His care – and the value He places upon us.
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
When you feel unloved – look to God and discover His love!
When you feel that no one cares – look to God and discover that He cares!
When you feel that no one feels you are important – - look to God and discover how important He feels you are!
When you feel forgotten – look to God and discover that:
God never forgets!
God never forgets!
God reminded the captives in Jerusalem that they were loved – and remembered.
The residents of Pearlington, Mississippi remembered that they were not forgotten.
On August 29, 2006, the one-year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, the same photojournalist who had written of the devastation a year before wrote:
Today is silence for me. Breathe in, breathe out. Respect for all that we’ve
endured, thankfulness for all the help we received. Jaw set tight. It’s still too enormous for me to get my head around, so I won’t try. Words are often useless for me, and today, more so.
So instead, a simple photograph of my mom’s Eden, one year on. She’s sitting on the front porch of what will be her new home soon. It’s risen on the foundation of the home Katrina destroyed, only steps away from her FEMA trailer, and every day she looks out the trailer window a thousand times at it, and her gold smile lights up, and she whispers “Thank you, Jesus.” It’s been built by the sweat and love of volunteers from all over the country. From all walks of life they’ve come into the Gulf to help their brothers and sisters. Normal, average Americans, disgusted by their government’s inaction, they’ve picked up hammers and done it themselves. One day there’s a moldering heap of rubble, the next day hippie volunteers from Burning Man bulldoze it and take it away. One day it’s a flat slab of concrete, the next day a pre-fab home kit is delivered by One House At A Time and New Hope Construction. One day there’s a jumble of materials, the next day a church group from Oregon shows up and builds the frame and shell. A little later a group from Pennsylvania shows up and paints it my mom’s favorite shade of green, and puts a tin roof on so she can hear the rain fall at night. And not to be outdone, a group from Alabama comes over and sheet rocks the interior, then comes back and builds her a deck for good measure.
So today I want to just sit and rest, and enjoy the look of pride and place in my mom’s eyes. We may have far to go, but we’ve come a long way.
We do have far to go, but we will get there, because God will not forget us, and because God will not let us forget each other, because God’s love endures forever, the love that comes alive through our hearts and our words and our hands.
You see – God does not forget!
God never forgets – you!
And – because God never forgets you – you can share that never forgetting – always loving – always making others feel important – love of God with others.
God never forgets!
God never forgets – you!
And – because God never forgets you – you don’t have to forget others – but you can share God’s love with those who may feel forgotten – those who may feel that no one cares – that no one loves them – that no one remembers them.
Here’s the challenge for this week –
Look for someone who might be in a situation in their lives where they might feel that no one loves them or cares about them – that they are forgotten about and do not make a difference to anyone – and show them that you care – that you love them – that you have not forgotten them – because God has not forgotten them – God still loves them – God still cares for them.
Let them know that you have not forgotten them – and that
God does not forget!
God does not forget!
You can find these folks in almost any place – almost any time.
In fact, just make it a habit – every day – to find ways to make people feel important – loved – and not forgotten!
One of my favorite poems is by Emily Dickinson.
Dickinson wrote:
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. What a great philosophy to have! What a great philosophy on which to build a life! Look for ways – every day – to help those with hearts that are breaking – or lives that are aching – to see that someone cares and loves them – to see that they are not forgotten – but that you remember them – and love them. This is how you will let others know the truth that you know – the truth that God loves us – cares for us – and – that:
God never forgets!
God never forgets! Amen.