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"I Hear You and I See You"

A friend texted me the other day and said, "I hear you and I see you". Those words meant more to me than most other words have. Hearing that someone hears and sees me was an overwhelming sense of peace washing over me.

I don't need people to hear and see us in a "look at us and everything we do" kind of way. I don't need people to hear and see us in a "Oh, you poor things" kind of way. I so desperately want someone to come along side us and say, "This is hard. And it sucks. And it's exhausting. It's not what you expected and it's totally okay to feel whatever you feel". I want, no, I need people to come along side us and say, "I hear you and I see you".

As I think back to that text, I cannot help but think of how God orchestrated that so perfectly. I so desperately want a human, someone psychical, to come along side me and say those things but God says them to me everyday. The fact that I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me after I read those words from that dear friend, tells me that God needed me to hear those words to remember that He says them all of the time. He hears us. He sees us. He's sad with us. He knows how exhausted we are but He gives us fuel to keep on going. God places people in our lives. God knew I needed that text. God knew that I needed that reminder. And I don't think wanting to hear "I hear you and I see you" from others is a bad thing, as long as I am acknowledging that God says it everyday and I am turning to him too.

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