Never Alone in the Crowd

My son, My daughter, I know that strange loneliness: being surrounded by people, by likes, by messages coming in all day long, and still feeling like no one truly sees you on the inside. It's possible to be surrounded and feel completely invisible, you know. I know this better than anyone, because I too was among crowds.

But I see you, truly, effortlessly. While you smile in a circle of conversation, carrying a weight no one else notices, I am looking straight into you, past the mask you've learned to wear. I don't need you to shout to be noticed, I don't need proof. You already are, all the time, in My eyes, the center of My attention.

I'm not one more distracted person in your life, too busy to notice you. I hold your hand firmly, even when you think you're walking alone through a hallway full of people. You have never, not for a single second of your life, been without Me by your side.