July 2013, on a cycle path at Seafield, near Edinburgh, the body of a six week old baby boy was found, wrapped in a blanket.
He seemed to have been well looked after but his mother has never been found in spite of the best efforts of police. Last
month, more than two hundred people attended his funeral. Someone made his final clothes and a piper played. His grave was
marked with a plaque reading "Known to God".
I wonder if
we ever quite take in that God knows us. Jesus made it clear that the love of his Father is of a different order from even
the best that we know. He made two baffling assertions - that even the hairs of our head are numbered, and in one of the Psalms
it says, our limbs as they form within our mother's womb, are recorded and known by God.
Before you dismiss these things as off the wall,
and ridiculous, just imagine for a moment, how you would feel if they were true.Love and prayers,