When You Feel Forgotten | Your Nightly Prayer

The sanctuary is full—every seat taken, voices rising, lights twinkling—and yet somehow, you feel alone. You feel unseen. You feel forgotten.

It’s a strange ache, isn’t it? To be surrounded by people, beauty, and celebration, while quietly wrestling with the thought that God is holding everyone else close except you. Pain has a way of twisting our perception, making us believe God’s nearness is meant for others but not for us.

I’ve been there more times than I can count. Seasons of grief, uncertainty, and emotional heaviness can convince us that perhaps God has turned His face toward someone more worthy, someone stronger, someone holier. And yet, when I take a breath and ground myself in Scripture, I remember something truer than my feelings:
God cannot forget me. God cannot forget you.

Isaiah 49:16 gives us one of the most intimate images in all of Scripture:
“See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.”

Not written in ink.
Not penciled in lightly.
Engraved.
Carved. Permanent. Unlosable.

Engraving is deliberate. Painstaking. Permanent.
God chose an image that reminds us—no circumstance, no silence, no sorrow can erase the nearness of His love.

You may feel invisible, but you are fully seen.
You may feel forgotten, but you are held.
You may feel lost in the swirl of the season, but His eyes are always on you.

Christmas is the greatest proof of this promise.
The God who engraved you on His hands also sent His Son into the world—God in flesh, God with us—to ensure you would never walk alone. The same hands that stretched over a manger and later stretched out on a cross carry your name in everlasting love.

Tonight, let this truth settle deeper than your emotions:
You are remembered. You are known. You are held in the very hands of God.

TONIGHT’S SCRIPTURE

"See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands."
— Isaiah 49:16

YOUR NIGHTLY PRAYER

Lord,
Remind me this Christmas season, and always, that I am never forgotten. Anchor my heart in the truth of your Word, not in the confusion of my thoughts. When I feel invisible—even in crowded rooms—whisper to my soul that I am engraved on the palms of your hands. Let this truth steady me, comfort me, and draw me near.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.