Today's daily devotion

Remembering that God Knows Everything

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.—PSALM 139:13 (NIV)

“It’s your turn. I dropped the ball!” my sister says excitedly.

“I’m going to beat you!” I tell her.

We had played this game many times as kids. The only difference is that now we aren’t children anymore; we are grown women. My sister had suffered a traumatic brain injury, and her life and her memories are stuck in her long-ago childhood.

Every day is the same. “When’s Mom coming to see me?” she asks. She forgets that our mother has been dead for 12 years already, and that she herself had delivered a moving eulogy at the funeral.

I long to tell her all the happenings in my life, and I miss how she would share her life with me. We were sisters, but most importantly, we were the best of friends.

Where is my sister, Father? Where has she gone? I ask almost daily.

God knows my sister; he made her. She is not a stranger to him, nor is her affliction a shock to him. He calls on me to trust him with her situation. And with this reassurance, I can play with my sister and laugh and sing rhymes, knowing that our Heavenly Father is with me, and most importantly, with her.