i see you, neighbor, sliding silently down the sidewalk. your children are skipping and shouting, and you smile at them wearily. you love them, i can tell. you are also sleep deprived and worn out by all the demands of life. meetings and practices and secret sacrifices that no one sees.
the boy making the goal at the soccer game, you drove him there
the girl twirling on the stage, you sewed that costume
the husband making the presentation at work, you washed that suit and prayed for him
the ministry at church, you formatted and printed the newsletter
you are not longing for acclaim or awards, because you would be the one left to dust them. it would be nice to feel seen, tho, wouldn't it?
Jesus said
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the boy making the goal at the soccer game, you drove him there
the girl twirling on the stage, you sewed that costume
the husband making the presentation at work, you washed that suit and prayed for him
the ministry at church, you formatted and printed the newsletter
you are not longing for acclaim or awards, because you would be the one left to dust them. it would be nice to feel seen, tho, wouldn't it?
Jesus said
But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.our Father is in the secret places. our Father sees in the secret places.
This post is part of the weekly Five Minute Friday link-up
:). Thank you for noticing and calling out the sacrifices these people make on a daily basis--what an encouragement!
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love this!!!
ReplyDeletei'm so glad! thanks for stopping to say so :)
DeleteEveryone wants to be seen for the good they sow and plant and cultivate and weed. Thank You, Lord, that You see us for who we are, as we are, where we are. Without masks, without accolades. You are the God who sees. You saw my unformed substance, and formed it - into Your image! You saw when I took the hit to my heart, the core of my being, and You hold me in the secret place of Your comfort. You saw when I took a hit for another, and bring forth good out of the hardness of the earth. Life out of dust and dirt! You see the potential in each 'acorn', the oak tree rising strong toward the sun. I love that You invite me to dwell in the secret place of the Most High!
ReplyDeletethanks for reading and responding Cindy :)
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