"How have you been? What have you been up to?"
When I heard these words, I immediately thought they were simple pleasantries. You know, the things you say to a random person as a conversation starter.
I gave a casual response and said "I don't know if you remember me from last year but..."
Before I could finish, she said "Yes, I remember you Marquita."
As I went to walk about, she said, "We'll be talking soon Ms. Green."
I was in complete shock.
This is not the greeting I typically receive from people whom I only see one to two times per year.
I usually hear, "It's nice to meet you."
To which I just smile and think to myself, 'I've met you before, several times.'
I sometimes here, "You look so familiar."
To which I just smile and think to myself, 'That's because we've met several times before.'
These responses are the types of responses that make me feel invisible. They make me feel insignificant.
If others don't see me, then why am I here?
After the encounter described above, it was clear.
We are not invisible to those who matter the most.
This reminds me of the woman with the issue of blood in Luke 8:45. Scripture reads, "Who touched me?" Jesus asked. When they all denied it, Peter said, "Master, the people are crowding and pressing against you."
See, the disciplines did not see this specific woman in the crowd. The failed to notice that she knelt down and touched just the helm of Jesus' robe. Nothing special stood out to them.
But God!
Jesus knew that she was there in the midst. Even though he did not see her right away, he felt her presence.
In their connection, she was immediately healed.
That is the beauty of divine visibility. Being invisible to the masses is irrelevant to our destiny. Being visible to those who matter the most is all we need to heal us. It is all we need to sustain us. It is all we need to uplift us. It is all we need to set us free.
When I heard these words, I immediately thought they were simple pleasantries. You know, the things you say to a random person as a conversation starter.
I gave a casual response and said "I don't know if you remember me from last year but..."
Before I could finish, she said "Yes, I remember you Marquita."
As I went to walk about, she said, "We'll be talking soon Ms. Green."
I was in complete shock.
This is not the greeting I typically receive from people whom I only see one to two times per year.
I usually hear, "It's nice to meet you."To which I just smile and think to myself, 'I've met you before, several times.'
I sometimes here, "You look so familiar."
To which I just smile and think to myself, 'That's because we've met several times before.'
These responses are the types of responses that make me feel invisible. They make me feel insignificant.
If others don't see me, then why am I here?
After the encounter described above, it was clear.
We are not invisible to those who matter the most.
This reminds me of the woman with the issue of blood in Luke 8:45. Scripture reads, "Who touched me?" Jesus asked. When they all denied it, Peter said, "Master, the people are crowding and pressing against you."
See, the disciplines did not see this specific woman in the crowd. The failed to notice that she knelt down and touched just the helm of Jesus' robe. Nothing special stood out to them.
But God!
Jesus knew that she was there in the midst. Even though he did not see her right away, he felt her presence.
In their connection, she was immediately healed.
That is the beauty of divine visibility. Being invisible to the masses is irrelevant to our destiny. Being visible to those who matter the most is all we need to heal us. It is all we need to sustain us. It is all we need to uplift us. It is all we need to set us free.
Re-shift your focus: How can you make yourself visible to those who matter the most?
Being present is a big part of visibility in the lives of those that matter. If you aren't present then you are telling the other person/people they aren't important.
ReplyDeleteI believe if you want to show someone that you care, just show up and keep showing up because one day they'll get it.