I recently wrote a two-part blog post, pouring my heart about my reflections meant to encourage fellow believers. Amidst the emotional rollercoaster, I decided to do some white hat thinking. I still cannot get over the fact that some of my own Christian friends didn’t read or respond.
And that’s when I had to pause.
Was I writing for affirmation? For connection? Or out of obedience?
The silence surfaced a deeper frustration: I longed for encouragement from those I know. I wanted my calling to be seen, my efforts affirmed, my heart understood. I want someone to care about my struggles. An occasional yes and amen will be good. But God gently reminded me – you write for me, not for applause.
Even ministry can feel lonely. Especially when what you offer is met with seeming indifference. But Jesus, too, was often unheard and rejected by those closest to him. And still he pressed on.
So, I’m learning to let go of my expectations, and return to the joy of sowing seeds – even when I don’t see the harvest. I won’t sow on bad soil though. If one post reaches one heart at the right time, that’s enough.
The readers from Pakistan, Poland, or US always turn up when I least expect it. And they prove to be more encouraging than those I put my hope in. So, I will take the high road, bless and release. To each their own. I will no longer insist.
“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” (Colossians 3:23)
If you’ve felt unseen lately, take heart – your Father sees, and that’s enough.
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