This time of year is the most depressing of all for so many. Yet, caught up in the hustle and bustle, so many of us forget to stop, pray for, care for, and reach out to those that may be hurting.
Some feel invisible during this season of parties, gifting, singing, and togetherness. Whether by choice or by circumstance, some truly are alone...invisible. No matter who you are, no matter how you are hurting, you need to know that GOD SEES YOU. He knows you, and He is always with you.
Almighty God, the Creator of this universe, is reaching out to you....when you feel like you are alone, you are not.
When the enemy is leading you to believe that you are not worthy of a relationship with God, or with anyone else, do not be deceived! God is pursuing YOU!
No matter what you have done, no matter where you are in your life, know that your Creator loves you, and He desires a relationship with YOU. "He knows when you've been sleeping...He knows when you're awake...He knows if you've been bad OR good"... and He loves you anyway!
You are not alone, and you are never "too far" from God. And since He is already with you...all you have to do is reach out to Him. His comfort is so close, and it is yours...just accept it.
I hope the prayer of the Psalmist, Psalm 139:1-18, will serve to bring comfort to someone who needs to hear this Word today. And I hope it is a reminder to others of us to reach out to someone in need of comfort or fellowship during this season. Let this be our prayer...
"O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I'm far way.
You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do.
You know what I am going to say even before I say it, Lord.
You go before me and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand!
I can never escape from your Spirit! I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there; If I go down to the grave, you are there.
If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me.
I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night -
but even in the darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are the same to you.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous - how well I know it.
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up, you are still with me!
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