What about me?

In this current season, the hustle and bustle is real. Helping a close friend plan her wedding, wrapping up an internship, starting a new semester, encouraging friends in new endeavors, small groups, volunteering and so on and so forth keeps me very busy. It is an absolutely incredible season. I am beyond thankful for the front row seat I have to witness God pour out wedding discounts for His faithful servants, job opportunities  into grateful laps, and provision and guidance for friends. It. is. DOPE.


 But if I am being honest, there are moments where I wonder if God has forgotten about ME?
I pray for a friend and it seems like it gets answered before I can say amen. My phone is constantly buzzing with praise reports and rejoicing. My inbox full of heartfelt thank you’s for prayers I sent up on their behalves. But there is that little part of me that says “But what about my prayers? What about the things I have prayed for for months?  Did God forget to answer mine? Did He forget what he promised me? Did He forget about…ME?”
A few weekends ago, I was fully swept away in someone else’s life just totally doing my thing and helping where I could. It was a full weekend and by full I mean full of laughter, slumber parties, prayer, celebrations and more joy that my heart could even handle. It was wonderful. Good food, girl time, and so so much love. I was celebrating one of my favorite people on the PLANET. Life was GOOD. Yet I felt the “But what about me?” thing pop up. I was so busy and so focused and determined to just be present and soak it all in that I just tucked it away and figured I would pray about it later- now wasn’t the time. I was enjoying the little getaway the weekend turned out to be. I was enjoying celebrating my incredible friend. I was BUSY having fun! After a night full of dancing, giggling and stories with four amazing women, I woke up and felt that tug to go have a moment with God by myself. Everyone was moseying around eating banana bread and getting ready for the day so I wandered out to the deck and decided to see what God wanted to say. I sat in silence  and felt him press Isaiah 49 on my heart. I didn’t know what to expect but when I opened my bible I was instantly brought to tears. And even as I type this, I am moved again by Gods intentional and loving ways. Verse 14-16 spoke directly to me.

But Zion said, “The Lord has forsaken me;
    my Lord has forgotten me.”

15 “Can a woman forget her nursing child,
    that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb?
Even these may forget,
    yet I will not forget you.
16 Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
    your walls are continually before me.


It was such a clear and sweet reminder that even in those moments where I get even the tiniest twinge of “what about me?” God is faithful to remind me that he could NEVER forget me.  I am always on His mind. He would NEVER desert me and I am written on the palm of His hands.


I am seen. I am loved. I am thought of.

Be patient when it seems like God is too busy handling other prayers to answer yours. Be patient when it seems like He is taking forever to solve your problem or bring a promise to pass. Be patient when you are watching everyone else get their harvest but your seeds haven’t sprouted yet. God has not and will not forget you. He could never. You are written on the palm of His hand and He WILL do exceedingly and abundantly more than you could ever ask or imagine. Stand on His word when you feel rattled, abandoned or forgotten.  He promised He would never forget us and He who promised is faithful.


With love,

One thought on “What about me?

  1. This is beautiful. I just love when the Lord speaks directly into your heart like that. He knows exactly what we need and when we need it. God bless you!


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