When You’re Not Sure If God Is Really Watching…He Is
There are many things I enjoy about my employment: a regular paycheck, a purpose every day, an opportunity to use my skills, and most importantly a fantastic team and office culture. My team consists of two girls, and a bunch of hilarious guys. The majority of these guys are married, and so I often think of some of them as older brothers. They tell hilarious marriage stories, I remind them how grateful they should be for their wives, and they offer dating advice that sometimes is actually pretty dang sound. We have fun, we get our work done, and the world goes round.
Last week I did have one particular day that just felt off. I was feeling a bit out of place in my life. I’ve graduated, which makes interacting with people my age a bit interesting. Most are either married, still in school, or are in the sometimes uncomfortable in-between like I am.
*Disclaimer: This is not a post about how much I want to get married. I’m simply trying to highlight this unique demographic I find myself in. I have faith in God’s plan, I have much to be grateful for, and life is good. The end.*
For some reason I was particularly aware of the fact that I didn’t really feel like I fit in, in my own life. I had friends, but I didn’t feel like we were maybe as close as we could have been. I felt a lack in my social circle of common understanding, life phases, experience, etc. I was driving home, pondering these feelings of isolation that were swirling in my brain. I don’t particularly enjoy feeling isolated, it’s not on my list of things to enjoy in a day, and I was trying to figure out how to get rid of it. Country music softly played on the radio, and I tried to remind myself of all the blessings I enjoyed, and promise that I wasn’t an outlier, an outcast, isolated. Here I was, driving along and all of the sudden my Bluetooth connected with an incoming phone call. I answered, a bit taken aback, to hear the comforting voice of a friend I hadn’t talked to in months.
This particular friend was one of the first friends I made when I moved to Orem, and his friendship has been more of a blessing than he will ever know. Our conversation was short, and consisted of him saying he’d simply been thinking about me, we hadn’t talked for a while, and wanting to get together soon.
Unfortunately our crazy schedules never permitted us to get together, but we will soon I’m sure. The point is, while I would have loved to get together, that’s not what I needed at that time. I needed to be reminded I had friends, I wasn’t alone, I wasn’t an outlier, and things were going to be a-okay.
As I finished my drive I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that God is totally aware of us. Never forget that. He is aware of you even when you don’t think he is. He knows the pleadings of your heart, even when you don’t reach out to him in prayer (although you should, cause that definitely makes life that much better), and he is working daily for your greater good. He is consistently putting people and things in your path to help you along the way, I truly believe it.
So, remember God loves you. Remember he is waiting to help you with whatever you need. Ask him, ask him what you can do to help yourself, listen for the spirit, and go forward with faith. I’m so grateful my friend listened to a prompting exactly at the moment I needed him to. Don’t ignore promptings, lift others, lift yourselves, and life will work out just fine—promise.