“I See You” — A Word for the One Who Feels Overlooked

Have you ever wondered if God notices you?

In the quiet of your waiting…

In the middle of your everyday routine…

When no one else seems to understand the weight you’re carrying…

God sees you.

It’s a simple truth — but a powerful one.

And for someone reading this today, it’s exactly what your heart needs to hear.

He Sees You in the Silence

God sees you when you feel alone.

When you’re showing up with faith, but the situation still hasn’t shifted.

When things feel slow, stagnant, or unchanging.

He sees the hidden perseverance, the silent tears, the private prayers.

And none of it is missed or wasted.

He Knows the Longing in Your Heart

You might not say it out loud, but God knows what you’re hoping for.

He sees the dreams you’ve tucked away.

The breakthrough you’re quietly believing for.

And He’s not late.

He’s preparing something beautiful — even if you can’t see it yet.

There Is Hope Ahead

Let this be your reminder:

You still have something to look forward to.

There’s joy up ahead.

There’s a miracle in motion.

“For surely there is a future, and your hope will not be cut off.” — Proverbs 23:18

Recently, I watched an encouragement video on YouTube that opened with three powerful words:

“I see you.”

As the woman continued speaking, she shared something I can’t shake — a word that stirred something deep inside me:

“There will be miracles this month.”

When I heard it, I didn’t just listen. I felt it.

And if your heart leaps at those words like mine did, take this as your invitation to believe again.

Speak it. Expect it. Hold on in faith.

God is still the God of suddenly.

And He knows how to surprise you with goodness.

God Hasn’t Forgotten You

To be seen by God is more than being watched — it’s being known, understood, and deeply loved.

He sees where you are.

He knows what you’ve endured.

And He’s moving in ways you cannot yet see.

You are fully seen.

Completely known.

Eternally loved.

“The Love I Have for My Son Mirrors the Love God Has for Me.”

Lately, I’ve been carrying a quiet ache. My9 year-old son is with me, every day, physically close—but my heart still misses him. I watch him play, sleep, smile, and even though he’s here, I find myself longing to hold him a little tighter, draw him a little closer, and freeze time just to keep that nearness.

It’s been hard to admit, but in many moments, he’s been the only thing that’s brought me consistent joy. In a season where everything else feels uncertain or heavy, his presence has been my anchor.

And just as I was sitting in those feelings—those quiet aches, that longing—the Lord whispered something that completely unraveled me in the best way:

“That’s how I feel about you.”

The way I love my son?

How I miss him even when he’s near?

How I’d do anything to be close to him, to see him rest, to hear his laugh?

How I just want to be with him—not for what he can do, but simply because he’s mine?

That’s how God feels about me.

It was a holy moment of revelation. A moment where the deep love I have as a mother reflected the even deeper love of the Father. A moment where I realized I am not just the one who gives love—I’m also the one deeply loved.

Sometimes we get so caught up being adults, mothers, leaders, givers, workers—that we forget we are still His children. Still the ones He loves to hold. Still the ones He longs to spend time with. Still the ones who bring Him joy just by existing.

I realized that just like I grieve the moments I feel distant from my son—even if he’s in the same room—God feels that too. He desires connection with me, not just physical presence, but heart-to-heart intimacy.

To the Mom Who’s Tired, Longing, or Feeling Empty:

If you’ve been feeling like joy is scarce…

If you’ve been pouring out but feeling overlooked…

If your child is your only source of happiness right now…

I want you to know: God sees you. He longs for you. He delights in you.

You are not just “the mom” or the caretaker.

You are His beloved daughter.

And the love you carry for your child?

It’s just a small glimpse of the overwhelming love He carries for you.

Scripture:

• “As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you…” — Isaiah 66:13

• “See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!” — 1 John 3:1

• “He will quiet you with His love; He will rejoice over you with singing.” — Zephaniah 3:17

Let this be your reminder:

The same way you yearn to hold your child—God yearns to hold you.

The same way you feel joy just by watching your child—He rejoices over you.

And the same way you’d do anything to protect and comfort your little one—He already has.

You are seen. You are loved. You are His.

“I Saw 3:23 Again — And I Knew God Was Speaking”

This afternoon, I glanced at the time and saw it again: 3:23.

Funny enough, I also woke up last night and checked my phone at exactly 3:23 AM. Twice in one day. At first, I brushed it off. But when something happens more than once, I’ve learned to pause and ask:

“Lord, are You trying to show me something?”

I felt prompted to look up 3:23 — long and behold Romans 3:23 came up -a verse many of us know well:

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”

(Romans 3:23, NIV)

And suddenly, everything connected.

I realized I waws pondering to myself that very same day that I have been craving deeper connections — in friendship, in community, and yes, in love. But not just any kind of connection.

I want to walk with those who are aware of their need for God.

Who are daily laying their hearts bare before Him.

Who grieve over their sin, not hide it.

Who are being refined — not performing.

God was reminding me — again — that we are all imperfect. That no matter how put-together we appear, no matter how well we speak Christianese, we’re all in desperate need of grace. That verse isn’t just a reminder of our human condition; it’s an invitation to walk humbly.

The repeated 3:23 wasn’t random. It was God affirming my standard.

That the love I desire is one grounded in truth and transformation. That the friendships I long for are those sharpened by humility, not pride. That I’m not wrong to wait for people who are not perfect — but are being perfected through sanctification.

Because that’s the kind of love and community that mirrors Christ.

So, I thought of it like this:

“We all fall short of God’s glory — but I want to walk with those who know it, grieve it, and are daily letting Him refine them. That’s what makes friendships and love worth waiting for.”

Maybe You’re Seeing 3:23 Too…

If you’ve been noticing the same numbers — or feeling that pull to wait for something deeper — let this encourage you:

God is not teasing you in your waiting.

He’s protecting you. He’s refining you.

And He’s aligning you with others who carry the same weight of reverence, repentance, and readiness.

You’re not behind — you’re being made holy.

Don’t Give Up on God’s Plan Because It Got More Uncomfortable

There’s a belief many of us quietly carry:

If it’s God’s will, it will feel peaceful.

But what happens when following God starts to feel more painful than peaceful?

What if the discomfort isn’t going away—but getting worse?

What if the journey suddenly looks nothing like you were expecting?

I’m walking through this myself right now.

I thought I’d feel settled by now. I thought things would be smoother.

But instead, I’ve been hit with unexpected changes—delays in time frames, strained environments, and new layers of discomfort that weren’t part of my plan.

It’s easy to think: “If this was really God’s plan, why does it feel like everything’s falling apart?”

But here’s what I’m learning:

More discomfort doesn’t mean less direction.

More pressure doesn’t mean you’re off track.

Sometimes, God’s perfect will will lead you through imperfect, even painful, places.

And the presence of more uneasiness doesn’t automatically mean the plan has changed.

There are moments on this journey where you get blindsided—by people, by circumstances, by decisions you didn’t anticipate.

It’s like life throws in something that clearly wasn’t on your blueprint.

You didn’t expect the uneasiness and discomfort.

You didn’t expect the heaviness and tension.

You didn’t expect to feel this stuck or this stretched.

But just because it didn’t look like your plan doesn’t mean it wasn’t part of His.

God often leads us through places that don’t look like the promise in order to prepare us for it.

He’s not trying to break you—He’s trying to build something deeper in you: endurance, trust, spiritual strength & maturity, unwavering obedience.

Peace Isn’t Always the First Sign of God’s Will

The night before His crucifixion, Jesus was in a garden asking for the cup to pass.

There was no external peace in that moment—only surrender.

He was in the center of God’s will, but the moment was full of tension and distress.

The peace didn’t come before the cross.

The peace came after the obedience.

If we’re waiting to feel peace before we follow God, we might never move.

Sometimes, peace follows the step of faith—it doesn’t always lead it.

Keep Going When You Want to Walk Away

Maybe you’re ready to throw in the towel.

You’re not rebellious—you’re just tired.

You’re overwhelmed by the weight of decisions, options, and responsibilities that don’t seem to come with any clear answers.

But here’s what God keeps reminding me:

“You don’t need ideal conditions to be in My will.

You just need a heart that’s willing to follow Me through the fog.”

The fog doesn’t mean you’re lost.

It just means you’re in unfamiliar territory—territory where trust is deepened.

What to Do When It Feels Like Too Much

You do the next faithful thing.

You pray even when the answers aren’t clear.

You stay planted where He’s placed you—until He says otherwise.

You breathe. You surrender. You walk by faith, not by sight.

Because even when nothing looks like the plan—you’re still in God’s hands.

Final Encouragement

If more discomfort has entered your life, and it feels like you’re losing grip on the peace you thought was promised—this is for you:

• You haven’t missed God.

• You haven’t failed because things got harder.

• The detours and pressure are not disqualifications—they’re refinements.

So don’t give up on God’s plan just because it got more uncomfortable.

You’re still in the story.

And what feels like a plot twist to you is still part of the ending He’s already written.

Stay faithful. Stay open. Stay grounded.

Peace may be delayed—but the promise still stands.

Trusting God When You’re Misunderstood

There’s a unique kind of heaviness that comes when you’re standing your ground—and still made out to be the problem.

You’re not fighting for revenge.

You’re not acting out of pride.

You’re simply trying to do what’s right., what’s fair, and what honors God and protects peace.

But somehow, your obedience gets twisted.

Your strength gets painted as control.

Your silence gets mistaken for guilt.

That was the weight I carried into prayer recently. I felt tired, misunderstood, unseen, frustrated, invaluable, and starting to wonder how did we get here? And in that place, God led me to Psalm 13.

David starts off in a place that’s painfully honest:

“How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?

How long will you hide your face from me?” (Psalm 13:1)

He’s not sugarcoating his struggle.

He’s not pretending to be okay.

He’s worn out — especially by how his enemies seem to be winning.

“How long must I wrestle with my thoughts

and day after day have sorrow in my heart?

How long will my enemy triumph over me?” (Psalm 13:2)

That line gripped me.

Because when you’re trying to do what’s right…

When your heart is pure, but you’re being painted as the problem…

It feels like your enemies or even just the situation - is triumphing over you.

And it’s frustrating. Confusing. Heavy.

But David doesn’t stay there.

Even while surrounded by pressure and pain, he makes a decision:

“But I trust in your unfailing love;

my heart rejoices in your salvation.” (Psalm 13:5)

That part is everything.

He reminds himself that even when people misunderstand you… even when things feel unfair or twisted…

God still sees.

God still saves.

God still fights for you.

So if you’re like me — trying to stand for what’s right, but feeling like you’re being misunderstood, judged, or even used…

take comfort in this truth:

God knows your heart.

He knows what really happened.

And He’s the one who brings justice in His time.

Jesus—who lived a perfect life—was misunderstood, rejected, and falsely accused. He didn’t deserve it. And neither do you. But He endured it with grace because He knew who He was and whose He was.

That’s the same grace God offers you today:

• To keep doing what’s right, even when you’re misjudged.

• To stay grounded in truth, even when you’re gaslighted by manipulation.

• To release the need to prove yourself—and trust God to reveal what’s true.

You don’t have to carry the burden of being “liked” or understood when you’re already loved and known by God.

Let Him handle the hearts.

Let Him deal with the justice.

Let Him speak for you when silence is your strength.

Closing Prayer:

God, thank You for knowing the truth when others misunderstand me. When I’m painted as the villain for doing what’s right, remind me that You are my defender. I thank You that You set the table before my enemies. Help me trust You more than I trust my feelings. I surrender my need to be understood, and I choose to stand firm in Your truth. Make me bold. Make me gentle. Make me free.

In Jesus’ name,

Amen.

Hidden Doesn’t Mean Forgotten: Trusting God’s Timing

I was reflecting on how often we assume that if we don’t see it, God must not be moving. But the truth is— God does His most powerful work in hidden places.

• The seed breaks open in the soil—underground.

• The baby is formed in the womb—unseen.

• The breakthrough is arranged in the spirit—before it manifests in the natural.

He’s not just preparing the answer or the promise—He’s preparing you.

(Ephesians 3:20 says that God is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask, think, or imagine.) But sometimes, in the waiting, we settle. We assume delay means denial or we try to adjust our expectations so we don’t feel disappointed.

But God doesn’t lower His plans to match our doubts.

He stretches our faith to match His purpose.

That’s why it’s so important to keep walking even when it doesn’t look like anything’s happening.

This season might look like:

• Holding onto God’s word without visible confirmation.

• Showing up to the job God told you to leave… while secretly building what’s next

• Pouring into that dream that feels slow. small, or unseen.

• Believing in restoration in a relationship that still looks broken.

• Being faithful in singleness while longing for the promise.

• Praying for your child or loved one while nothing has changed… yet.

But every moment of obedience is a seed. And when God answers—it won’t just be what you asked for. It will be more.

What You’re Waiting For is Worth the Wait:

God doesn’t waste your obedience. He multiplies it.

Even if it looks like others have already “received their package,” don’t compare timelines. Your package might look delayed—but it’s still on the way. And when it arrives, you’ll see that it was worth every second of trust.

Closing Prayer:

God, thank You for being the Author of more. More peace. More joy. More purpose. More than I could ever imagine. Help me to stay faithful in the waiting… trusting that You are preparing something greater than I could ask for. I believe You’re not just answering my prayers; You’re exceeding them. Strengthen my trust, grow my patience, and keep my eyes on You.

In Jesus’ name,

amen.

The Bridge Between Calling and Action

There’s this space that doesn’t get talked about enough—the in-between.

The place where you know God is calling you to something more…

But you haven’t fully stepped into it yet.

You’re still finishing what He told you to let go of.

Still praying.

Still waiting for the right moment to move.

That’s where I am right now: standing on the bridge between the comfort of what I’ve known and the unknown of what He’s calling me to.

It’s a holy tension.

Not because I’m being disobedient. But because I’m being careful, prayerful, and sensitive to God’s timing.

God Honors Movement, Even on the Bridge

I’ve realized that you don’t have to have everything figured out to be walking in obedience. Sometimes, obedience is just taking the next right step—even if it’s small.

• Strategically planning out financial cushion before quitting the job.

• Clearing out the closet before that spouse comes

• Staying faithful in the relationship while quietly praying for direction.

• Turning down opportunities that don’t align even when they look good on paper.

• Packing little by little before waiting on God’s green light to move

• Shifting your heart before shifting your location.

• Preparing in faith while still showing up where you are.

The bridge season is where God strengthens your trust, stretches your patience, and begins to align everything for the right release.

I used to think that if I wasn’t all the way in, I must be disobedient. But the truth is: God sees the posture of my heart. And my heart is leaning forward. It’s listening. It’s preparing to move.

You’re Not Alone If You’re “Almost There”

If you’re standing where I am—with one foot in the familiar and one foot in the calling—this is your confirmation:

God hasn’t forgotten you. And you’re not late.

He’s building something in you during this transition.

He’s not rushing you—but He is inviting you.

Inviting you to trust Him deeper.

To stay close to His voice.

To keep preparing behind the scenes.

Because when the moment comes to take that leap?

You’ll know.

And your spirit will already be in motion—because you’ve been walking with Him the whole time.

Encouragement for Today:

“The Lord directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their lives.”

— Psalm 37:23 (NLT)

He’s directing your steps—even the small, unsure ones.

He’s with you on the bridge. And He will finish what He started in you.

A Guided Prayer:

Father,

Thank You for being patient with me in the in-between.

Thank You for walking with me through the unknown, and for speaking in the quiet places of my heart.

You see my desire to follow You and You know the areas where I still hesitate.

Give me clarity, give me courage, and help me to trust You more deeply.

I lay down fear. I lay down the pressure to have it all figured out.

And I choose to keep moving with You one step at a time.

Strengthen my spirit on this bridge. Align my heart with Yours.

And when it’s time to leap, I will leap with You.

In Jesus’ name,

Amen.

What Obedience Looks Like After You’ve Surrendered to God

After surrender comes a choice: to trust God not just with the letting go—but with the next step.

Obedience isn’t always loud or dramatic. Sometimes it’s quiet. Hidden. It looks like showing up when you don’t have the full picture. Saying “yes” without knowing the outcome. Obedience after surrender is where your faith starts walking.

I’ve learned that surrender doesn’t mean passivity—it prepares your heart to respond. It clears the clutter so you can actually hear God and move when He speaks.

And sometimes, obedience is costly:

• It’s letting go of a relationship you once prayed for.

• It’s walking away from a job you’ve outgrown—even when it doesn’t make “sense.”

• It’s continuing to build what He told you to start, even when progress feels slow.

Obedience won’t always come with clarity. But it always carries purpose.

Even when obedience feels risky or uncomfortable, it’s rooted in something deeper: trust. Trust that He’s still writing the story. Trust that He’s not leading you into confusion, but into alignment—step by step.

You don’t have to feel “ready.” You just have to be willing.

A New Level of Surrender

Yesterday, I reflected on how discernment flows from identity—how knowing who I am in Christ shapes how I see, choose, and wait. But with that clarity comes another invitation: surrender. Once God begins to show us who we truly are, He also begins to gently ask us to let go of who we no longer need to be.

And that’s where Day 5 meets me—at a new level of surrender.

Lately, God has been leading me into a deeper place of surrender. Not the kind that happens all at once, but the kind that unfolds step by step—layer by layer. Surrender isn’t always instant. Sometimes it’s a slow release. Sometimes it looks like letting go piece by piece, as God strengthens our hearts and deepens our trust in Him. I’ve realized He doesn’t force surrender from us—He invites us into it. And He gives us the grace to walk it out, even when we don’t fully understand what He’s doing. His pace is kind. His process is patient.

There are still things I don’t have answers for. Promises I believe in, but don’t yet see. Questions I’ve laid at His feet, and silence I’ve learned to sit with. But even in the unknown, He is teaching me that peace doesn’t come from having clarity—it comes from having Him. And the more I surrender, the more I sense Him making room in my heart for what’s new. I don’t have to hold everything together. I don’t have to figure it all out. I just have to keep saying “yes,” one day at a time.

Surrender isn’t weakness—it’s worship. And it’s where the real transformation begins.

Discernment Flows from Identity

When you truly know who you are in Jesus, it changes everything—including how you see relationships.

The more grounded I become in Christ, the more clearly I begin to recognize what’s not from Him. It’s not about fault-finding, judgement, or bitterness. It’s about spiritual clarity.

To be honest, it took me years to understand the value of discernment and boundaries because I’m naturally someone who sees the best in people. I love hard. I extend grace quickly. And for a long time, I confused niceness with godliness-thinking that saying “yes” and staying quiet, or making excuses for people was somehow the right thing to do. But, God in His mercy began to show me that discernment IS a form of love—not just for others, but for myself and for the work He is doing within me.

There have been relationships I deeply cherished and prayed for, people I wanted to believe the best about. But the Holy Spirit gently opened my eyes—not to expose them, but to protect me. When your identity is rooted in Christ, He gives you the wisdom to recognize what’s healthy, what’s harmful, and what no longer aligns with His plan for your life.

I had to learn that:

• Love doesn’t always mean unlimited access.

• Kindness doesn’t mean tolerating dysfunction.

• Peace doesn’t come from avoiding hard truths—it comes from walking in them.

God showed me that it’s possible to be full of grace and still carry boundaries. To forgive without enabling. To hope for someone’s healing without letting their brokenness distort mine. This kind of discernment only flows from intimacy with Jesus—when His voice becomes louder than guilt, people-pleasing, or fear of being misunderstood.

God has shown me that it’s possible to see someone’s brokenness without becoming responsible for it. To forgive without enabling. To be kind and still say, “This far, and no more.” This kind of discernment only flows from intimacy with Jesus—when His voice becomes louder than your own emotions.

If you’re in a season where God is opening your eyes, don’t resist it. It’s not rejection. It’s redirection. He is trying to protect the person you are becoming. He is strengthening you.

You are His.

And because you are His, you are worth protecting.

Becoming While Waiting-Rediscovering my Identity in Christ

Waiting is not a pause in God’s plan- it’s a part of it. Somewhere in the quiet of unfulfilled prayers & longings, I realized that I wasn’t just waiting on a promise- I was being transformed by the Promiser.

For a long time, I rooted my identity in milestones. I quietly believed that marital status, career success, independency, degree status, appearance, and approval- somehow affirmed my worth. Sounds a bit silly, right? But, God, in His kindness gently shown me that those things, while good, were never meant to define me. They were additions-not my source, not my anchor, not my foundation.

While in the waiting room of life, God has been reintroducing me to myself. Introducing the daughter He formed by His hands. I’m learning that being hidden doesn’t mean being forgotten. Sometimes, God hidesvus to heal us. To remind us that before anything to anyone else, we are His.

This season isn’t just about receiving what I long for- it’s about becoming the woman who can carry it. The womans who knows who she is in the silence without reassurance from the world, who worships in the valley, and who trusts even when the outcome is unclear.

I’m not defined by a season of waiting or by the dreams in my heart. I’m defined by who I belong to. And I belong to Christ.

The deeper I grow in intimacy with Him, the clearer it becomes. Everything else is temporary. Everything else is fleeting. But, He remains. His voice, His love, His truth, His presence. That’s what holds me steady when nothing else in this world makes sense.

I am not what I do.

I am not what I’ve lost.

I am not what I long for.

I am His.

And that—

that is more than ENOUGH.

Waiting Well- Trusting God in the Waiting Room

After sharing how God so tenderly met me in my brokenness, I find myself now in a season that feels equally sacred—yet in a very different way. It’s a season not marked by movement, but by stillness. A season of waiting.

This waiting isn’t passive. It’s not sitting back hoping something will happen. It’s an active trust. A daily laying down of my own timeline and agenda to believe that what God promised will come to pass—in His way, and in His time.

I’ll be honest… this season has stretched me. Singleness, after experiencing love and loss, is no easy path. When your heart has loved deeply and been marked by both joy and pain, the silence in the waiting can feel loud so to speak. But I’ve learned something beautiful in this place: God is in the waiting.

He’s not just preparing what’s ahead—He’s preparing me. He’s pruning my heart, refining my character, softening me where I’ve been hardened, and strengthening me in areas I never knew were weak. He’s allowing me to unlearn unhealthy patterns and mindsets that have been rooted deep within.

The truth is… I’m not just waiting for something. I’m waiting with Someone. God’s presence has become my anchor. His whispers in the quiet moments have become my reassurance. He hasn’t forgotten the promises He’s made—He’s simply perfecting the timing.

If you’re in a similar season—feeling the ache of waiting or the discomfort of surrender—I want to speak life into you today. God sees your heart. He knows the quiet tears, the inner wrestle with trust, the longing to hold something He’s spoken over your life. And He is faithful.

The waiting room isn’t punishment. It’s preparation. And the blessing that comes on the other side of surrender is worth it all.

So for now… I’ll be here—waiting well, trusting fully, and walking closely with the One who writes the most beautiful endings.

How God Met Me in the Middle of My Brokeness

It all began in 2022, after a painful breakup with someone I deeply loved. I found myself sitting in the bathtub, knees pulled to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around my legs—rocking back and forth like a little girl who had just lost her way. Tears streamed down my face as I cried out to the Lord, overwhelmed by heartbreak, confusion, and anger.

I felt vulnerable. Lost. And honestly—I was angry with God.

That’s when I began questioning everything about my life. (Here is a little backstory) For most of my life, I had only known one man. We met when I was just 12 years old, got married by time I was 21, and had a beautiful son together. But by the time my son was three, (2019) I found myself facing betrayal and divorce. Thirteen years… gone. I fought hard to save that marriage, but in the end, it was taken from me.

During that time of divorce, I cried out to God, He gave me one phrase: “Dust your feet off.”

There was no forcing someone to stay.

Not long after my divorce, I found myself falling in love again. But the truth is—my heart wasn’t ready. I was guarded, wounded, and unknowingly damaging something (and someone) precious. I had compromised. I had fallen into the world’s standards. I was out of alignment with God.

And so there I was - in the bathtub. Broken.

“Why, God?” I asked through tears. “Why the divorce? Why the pain? And now- why did I hurt someone I truly love? Am I even called to be a wife?”

That’s when God gently whispered to my heart: “Proverbs 31:10.”

I didn’t even know if that verse existed. At the time, I was still new in my walk with Christ. I brushed it off, frustrated and emotionally drained. I didn’t want another Bible verse. I just wanted the man I had hurt. I longed for his laugh, his love, his presence—for everything to just go back to normal.

But something stirred in me. After my bath, I hesitantly opened my Bible—“just to see.”

And there it was: the heading of the passage read “The Virtuous Wife.”

I broke.

That was my confirmation. A whisper from Heaven. A divine reminder:

I was called to be a wife.