TGIF

They fished a body out of Bear Creek yesterday.

This had to be unpleasant for the police…there are few things more grisly than recovering a “floater”.

Water and aquatic life are not kind to the deceased.

According to law enforcement, it appeared that the body had been in the water “for some time”.

The fall leaves disguised the dead man from vision…when they died and fell, another death was revealed.

Evidently, no one noticed the deceased was missing.

This was not the first time the man died.

The first death occurred when the last person that mattered forgot about him.

As Bowden once wrote, “some of the dead are still breathing”.

For most of us life is measured in relationship and community.

To lose that…to be forgotten…is to live as a dead person still breathing.

To be forgotten is a bloodless form of execution.

In the minds of those who once knew you, you cease to exist in any real way.

Some of you are living this way today.

Circumstances…perhaps your own sin or the sins of others… have left you isolated from those who brought life to you.

Listen to me…you are not forgotten.

“Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;”

(Isaiah 49:16 ESV)

You were fearfully and wonderfully made by your heavenly Father.

He is so committed to you…to remembering you…that your name is engraved in the palms of His hands.

He will never leave or forsake you… though sometimes it will feel like it.

The promise is greater than the feeling.

Believe it until it is true for you.

Some of us have chosen to forget some people we need to remember.

We chose forgetting over forgiving.

It was a clean and quiet execution.

Perhaps a part of us died too.

Remember…

Do so while the dead are still breathing.

Make your own application…