I had an odd and uncomfortable experience today. I went to one of my favorite restaurants where normally they’re quite hospitable and even know me by name.
But this time no one spoke to me or even acknowledged my presence. It felt like an eternity of waiting, but it was probably closer to 15-20 minutes of me standing awkwardly and hoping for someone to see me.
Eventually, I gave up and left to find another place to eat.
It reminded me of an old movie where the main character has moments where she becomes invisible to those around her. No one can see or hear her.
That’s what it felt like for me. I was invisible.
Some people go through their whole lives feeling invisible. They feel like no one sees or hears them. To their minds, they might as well not exist.
In this day and age, if you’re not “pretty” or “handsome,” you might as well not exist. If you’re not wealthy or titled, you feel voiceless sometimes.
So many go through the day feeling isolated and disconnected from everything and everyone.
But God sees you. He hears you. He knows who you are and where you are. There is never a moment when you’re not in His thoughts or under His care.
It’s fitting that the first people to announce the good news of the birth of the Messiah were the outcast shepherds who were invisible to the normal society of the time.
They were the first ones to hear the angels’ proclamation that unto you is born in the city of David a child who is Christ the Lord. They were the first ones to see the blessed infant. They were the first ones to rush off to tell anyone and everyone they could find about the new baby Jesus who would grow up to be the Savior of the world.
The same Messiah who still seeks out the outcast and marginalized. The same who still uses the nobodies of the world, the forsaken and forgotten. Including me and you.