Unseen
Will you be content to be a voice that is heard but not seen? Will you do the seemingly insignificant tasks, trusting that God sees and delights in faithfulness? Will you be content to love yourself as you are, knowing that He already does?
Some of us are called to stand visible in the structure. Others are placed deep in the foundation unseen, bearing weight, holding steady. But hidden does not mean unimportant. Hidden does not mean forgotten. The Master Builder wastes nothing.
One Sleeve at a Time
That day on the bathroom floor, after crying for what seemed like hours, my eyes red and puffy from tears, I felt His presence surround me. I stood up, got dressed, telling myself, no more body checking.
The next morning, after taking off my pajamas, I walked past the mirror. I began the ritual, but something stopped me. No, I told myself, you don't need to do this.
The Treasure Behind the Mask
I was convinced that if I could just be anyone but me, my life would be so much better. I learned the art of hiding behind a mask.. I thought if I could just hide the real me, then I would be loved and I would be safe from harm. One thing I know now is that God is not ashamed of me or my story. He loves me for who I am, and I don’t have to pretend to be anybody else.
Busyness and Being Seen
I realized it was not that I wanted or needed help, although help would have been nice. I had my day planned out to do by myself. What I really wanted was to be seen.