Wordy Wednesday

I finished scanning in all the pictures I brought from my folks house. As I was looking at the older ones, I wondered about some people captured within that moment of time. They are the forgotten ones. Who were they? What were their lives like? What were their names? Are they still alive? What is their story?

I found myself sad that time seems to wipe out the memory of their life – no one remembers who they are. A thought inserted itself in the midst of my reminiscing and contemplations, “But, the Lord remembers”. Yes, He remembers – He is the one that will never forget.

But Zion said, “The LORD has forsaken me,
the Lord has forgotten me.”

“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.

~Isaiah 49:15-16~

Notes:

1. I believe my dad is third person in the first picture. I suspect that the first person is an uncle (my dad's brother). However, I'm not 100% sure. As for the middle person, I have no clue who he is.


2. I suspect that is my dad in the second picture based upon
       a) the handwriting on the back (roll over the image) is most likely my dad's and
       b) the kid looks a lot like my dad in another picture I have of him where he is entering 1st grade.