A mother stands at the side of the cradle, watching lovingly as the little one sleeps. Her husband drapes a blanket over her shoulders and stands behind her holding her tight. The two of them gaze in awe and love at the little one asleep in the cradle.
Father God would say to you this day that, even in your slumber and your sleep, He is watching over you with such love and adoration. Such love, such love, such love is this for you! Never will He leave you; never will He forsake you, never, never, never!
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; your walls are ever before me.