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|The Satchel Girl's husband and horse, Dan. The man drove to the Northern Territory this week leaving red dust, Dan, Gus (the dog!) and his wife in his wake ("Forget us not," they say, "And please return home safely.")|
|Is her name Irene? As residents of America's east coast batten down the hatches, The New Yorker braces for the hurricane with a list of short reads. While downscaled to a tropical storm, the damage cost is estimated already to be in the billions and lives have been lost. Yet another blow to add to America's woes. Our thoughts are with our comrades, particularly from Queensland, which is still in recovery from the January floods. We forget you not.|
While there are religious stories attributing a special relationship between God, Jesus and the forget-me-not, as Frankie mentions, it's very easy to do, when life gets busy or you get self-sufficient in your own day-to-day life, particularly if you have overcome some strife and everything appears to be going right. God has manifold ways of reminding us he is there.
"Be careful that you do not forget the LORD your God, failing to observe his commands, his laws and his decrees that I am giving you this day," said Moses to the Israelites. "Otherwise, when you eat and are satisfied, when you build fine houses and settle down, and when your herds and flocks grow large and your silver and gold increase and all you have is multiplied, then your heart will become proud and you will forget the LORD your God, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery." (Deuteronomy 8: 11-14)
Girl With a Satchel