Word of the Week: For When You Feel Invisible
The weekend has left me weary and brokenhearted, my friends. The scab ripped right off the infertility and miscarriage wound that never really heals completely — not even with a 9-year-old son at your side.
I’ve spent the whole week leading up to Mother’s Day aching for those who find this day so difficult. And there are MANY who do — for any number of reasons.
I have cried tears for the hurting and pounded heaven’s doors for extra grace and healing balm to be sent their way. I have begged God to hold them close and to show up BIG with His love. I have prayed — oh, how I have pleaded — that they would not go unseen and unnoticed in our celebrations.
Because being invisible has never been God’s purpose for anyone. Ever.
Because He is, most assuredly, the “God who sees.”
But sometimes supernatural seeing makes itself known best when humans remember to see each other. And to acknowledge the seeing.
This morning I noticed again the man who always sits alone in the back of the church. I said, “Hello.” Next week I will learn his name.
This week I will seek out Facebook and blog posts that don’t yet have comments on them and be sure to leave a note.
I will look the cashier or the waitress or the customer in the eye until she knows she is not just a fixture in my world. That he is not invisible.
I will focus less on being seen and more on being the one doing the seeing.
And Hagar said, “You are the God who sees me.” (Genesis 16:13)
I return each Sabbath for a fresh Word of the Week. For the God-breathed pages to come alive in a phrase or two on which to spend a 7-day feast. To meditate upon. To use as a jumping off point for whatever other words God would have me hear during the week. I would love for you to join the Word of the Week (WOW) discussion by adding your selected verse to the comments … or reflections on any scripture reading.
Linking with Unforced Rhythms — a wonderful community of writers who gather each Monday to share with you HERE.