"Night descended on the weary wayfarer, and with it came fears of thieves without and shivers from the cold within. Thick clouds hugged the earth and blocked out the moon and stars, and so the man walked down the dusty road beneath his thoughts and the suffocating darkness."
The people of God are largely a forgotten people. And theirs are the names that are engraved on the palm of the Creator God of the universe, names that will remain forever, forgotten in this life perhaps, but not for a second forgotten by the One who brought them into being and sustains their every breath and will hold them in his omnipotent arms forever.