You work hard. You take care of your family. You help your friends. You serve at church.You do your best at your job. But it is rare that anyone says thank you. Others get recognized and advanced. Your coworker gets the promotion. The house already looks like a tornado blew through and you just finished cleaning an hour ago. The laundry hamper is full as soon as you finish folding the load you just washed. The dishes in the sink seem to multiply as soon as you wash them. You find yourself frustrated and empty. “What’s the point? Why am I doing this?” you wonder. “No one sees what I do. No one cares. No one appreciates me or my hard I work. I am the invisible woman. If I disappeared no one would miss me.” If that describes you, my friend, please know I have been there. I really do understand how you feel.
But, Dear One, you are so wrong. There is Someone who sees and cares. You are not invisible. He sees you. He knows you. He loves you. He cares.
Very early in my Christian walk I discovered a verse of Scripture that has informed and motivated all my work since.
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It was a dark time, one of the darkest times I have ever lived through. A loved one was struggling through the shadows of depression and every day was a battle. Just getting out of bed and facing the mundane tasks of daily life took every ounce of my strength. The future was a wall of fog. The present was a slog through mud with a backpack full of rocks. It was all I could do to just get through today.
Maybe that is where you are right now, Dear Friend. I am so sorry that you find yourself in such a difficult time. One thing I heard from a conference speaker that helped me through my darkness and gave me perspective was this: Every trial will come to an end. As those words rang in the arena and resounded in my ears my heart knew that they were true. In the course of a time that seemed to last forever, I eventually experienced that truth in my circumstance. You will experience it in yours. You will.
But while you are in it, can I offer you some perspective? Something I learned from walking through my own fog? Jesus really is enough. He is!