To the one who feels overwhelmed and inadequate—I see you.
To the one so swallowed up by the have-to’s, she barely has time for the want-to’s—I see you.
To the one who lost her keys and fed her kids animal crackers for breakfast this morning—I see you.
To the one who feels left out and wonders why not her—I see you.
To the one who took a wrong turn in Laundry Land and can’t find her way back—I see you.
To the one who sits alone at lunch—I see you.
To the one who sits with the group, yet feels like a fraud—I see you.
To the one with an impossibly distant dream in her heart—I see you.
To the one who aches for 2 pink lines, yet sits with empty arms—I see you.
To the one who longs to make a difference, yet doesn’t know where to begin—I see you.
To the one who served cereal for supper for the second time this week—I see you.
To the one who doesn’t recognize the face in the mirror—I see you.
To the one who makes her bed while counting the hours until she can flop back in it—I see you.
To the one who feels: Overlooked. Forgotten. Judged. Misjudged. Rejected—I see you.
To the sweet sister who wonders if she matters—I see you.
To the one so used to being hurt, she’s afraid to try again—I see you.
To the one who wakes each morning praying for strength to make it through another day—I see you.
To the one who left the get-together last week feeling unnoticed—I see you.
To the one who wasn’t even invited—I see you.
To the one who spent 10 minutes in her closet looking for something that fits—I see you.
To the one who reaches out, waiting for someone to reach back—I see you.
To the sister who feels like she’s the only one, I see you—and you are not alone.
Friend, you are me. And I am you.
Let’s be honest, while seemingly put-together on the outside, don’t we all feel like a mess on the inside some days?
And, don’t we just need to know we’re seen?
Right in the middle of our mess. Seen. Acknowledged. Noticed.
And friend, isn’t it altogether too easy to forget that:
Grace walks beside us and Hope walks before us and Truth walks behind us and Peace covers us.Tweet This
How is it that we can so easily dismiss the presence of Him who–can’t not know–can’t not see–can’t not love?
He saw our reflection before we ever stepped up to the mirror.
He hand-placed that dream in our hearts.
He saw the pain coming before we experienced it.
The lost keys were never hidden from His eye.
He knew before we knew.
He smiled before we smiled.
He cried before cried.
He loved before we loved.
You see, the glory’s all intermingled with the mess, isn’t it?
This earthly walk is fragile and sweet and rough and relentless and—seen.
Seen by the One who knows well and loves well and whose strength carries us morning to morning.
Oh, for the grace to see as He sees.
For I am you and you are me.
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