It is one of the most shocking and horrifying thoughts that a person might think. Can a mother stop loving their child?

That's exactly the question in Isaiah 49. "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne?" Ask the man on the street, and I would not be surprised if you were answered with a resounding "no!" It's one of those absolutes in life. Your mother loves you. Even if no one else loves you, even if you think your the most unpopular kid in the world, even if you have no friends at all, at least your mom still loves you. Forget you? It can never happen.

And then the horrible happens. In a town not far from Fort Wayne, a woman has been charged with putting her hours-old newborn into a dumpster. A mother decided that she wanted to forget her child.

God understands. He understands that we are searching for stability. He understands the basic, deep down, gut wrenching need to have someone, anyone, to love us. But he also understands humans. He understand sin. He knows its nature, more than we want admit or see. He knows that human beings are capable of all kinds of sin. A mother can ever decide to forget her baby.

But God again understands. He is our stability. He is our rock. He is the one who will never forget. "Though she may forget, I will not forget you!"

He will not forget. He will not turn you away. God will never leave you in some alley dumpster. He will not decide that you're not worth the time or worth the effort. One glance at the cross is proof of that! You meant enough that he would give up his own Son Jesus to suffer and die for you.

I'm happy to say that the baby was found and seems to be doing fine. I pray that the child remains that way. I pray that the child's mother has a true change of heart, repents, and brings that sin to the foot of the cross. But I am especially thankful that you are kept safe too. God has not forgotten you.