EL ROI
Today’s letter is a little different. It's not from me, but from one of you.
Today’s letter is a little different. It's not from me, but from one of you. A reader wrote to share how God met her in the middle of her wilderness. I asked if I could share it here, because I believe someone needs to hear this today:
Dear Temi,
I don’t usually write to people online, but today I had to share this with you.“It was a sunny afternoon, and I sat in my car during lunch break, crying until I couldn’t cry anymore. I had prayed for months and felt like heaven was silent. Through my tears, I whispered, ‘God, do You even see me?’
Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification of a new letter from you, titled ‘Courage.’ Before I even opened it, I smiled and said out loud, ‘God, is this what we’re doing now?’ I opened the letter, and it felt like light broke through the heaviness sitting on my chest. Every word felt like it was written just for me. I can’t even explain it, Temi. It was as if God Himself had reached into my car and whispered, ‘I see you. Keep going.’ I started laughing right there, with tears still on my face. I don’t know how to explain that kind of joy, the kind that doesn’t make sense because nothing around you has changed, but somehow you feel lighter.”
“Later that night, I gathered the courage to send you an email, even though I wasn’t sure you’d see it. But you did. You wrote back: ‘I don’t know you, ma, but I’m believing God to perfect that heart desire. Can you study Genesis 16? I will always journey with you in faith.’
I immediately went to your Instagram page because I wanted to see your face. I still don’t know how I became a subscriber, but something about your ministry keeps drawing me in. I saw your picture, smiled, and said to myself, ‘Ah, she’s so young!’ Then I put my phone down and tried to get on with my evening.”
“But when I lay down to rest, it was as if your spirit stood beside my bed and gently asked, ‘Can we study the Bible now?’ I thought I was imagining it, but the prompting wouldn’t go away. So I gave in, picked up my Bible, and turned to Genesis 16, the story of Hagar.”
“She was running too, feeling unseen and forgotten. And yet, in the wilderness, God met her. She named Him El Roi, ‘The God who sees me.’
At that moment, I knew God was whispering back to me: ‘I see you.’ Nothing in my situation changed yet, but my heart felt lighter. And that was enough to know I wasn’t invisible.”
Dear reader, maybe you feel unseen right now. Maybe no one around you knows the battle you’re fighting. But God does. He sees your tears. Here is what I want you to hold close today: You are not invisible. God sees you. He sees your tears, your weary heart, the courage it takes to get up every day and keep believing.
And because He sees, He will move. Maybe not in the way or timing you expect, but He is never absent, and His seeing is the first step toward His rescuing.
And because He sees, He will move.
Seen together,
A Reader