Sunday Prayer: Seen by God

Father, I often feel insignificant—unnoticed by others, forgotten by those who once cared, lost in the crowd of seven billion people. My struggles seem too small to matter. My prayers seem too routine to be heard. My life seems too ordinary to register.

But you notice sparrows. Cheap, common, insignificant birds. Not one falls without your awareness. If you notice sparrows, you notice me. I'm worth more than many sparrows. You've counted every hair on my head, collected every tear I've cried, heard every prayer I've whispered.

Hagar called you "the God who sees me." You saw an enslaved, pregnant, foreign woman fleeing abuse when nobody else cared. You see me. I'm not invisible. I'm not forgotten. I'm not insignificant to you. That's enough. Help me rest in being seen by you even when I feel overlooked by everyone else.