Alone in a Crowded World
Life has a way of making you feel small. Some days, it feels like the weight of everything is pressing down, and no matter how much you scream, no one hears you. It’s overwhelming—the feeling that no matter how many people surround you, you are still alone.
We grow up believing in the idea of companionship, in the notion that people will be there when we need them most. We are told that if we struggle, someone will lend a hand. But the reality is much harsher. People only seem to care when it’s too late. When you are at your lowest, drowning in silence, they walk past as if you are invisible. But the moment you are gone, they arrive with their flowers, their words of regret, their rehearsed sympathy.
Where was this kindness when it mattered? Where was the concern when you were fighting battles no one could see?
Worse, some people don’t just ignore pain—they mock it. They laugh at your struggles as if your suffering is a form of entertainment. They watch from the sidelines, waiting for you to break, pointing fingers instead of lending a hand. It’s cruel, but it’s the truth. Society loves a tragedy, but only when it’s too late to do anything about it.
But maybe that’s the lesson in all of this: we can’t wait for people to save us. We can’t live hoping for someone to finally care, because most won’t—at least, not in the way we need them to. The only way to survive is to become our own source of strength.
So, if you’re struggling, if you feel unseen, know this: your pain is real, and it matters, even if no one acknowledges it. You don’t need an audience to validate your suffering. You don’t need people to show up once it’s too late. What you need is to hold on, to find even the smallest reason to keep going. Because as lonely as this world can be, there is still hope. There are still people who understand, even if they are few. And most importantly, you matter—even if the world hasn’t realized it yet.
When the Past Whispers, but God Speaks
At the church tonight, as I listened to three young people singing #FindUsFaithful, I was transported back to when I was 20. I remembered sitting in church on New Year’s Eve, hopeful and wondering what my future would hold. The memory stirred something deep within me, and I almost cried, realizing how much of my life I feel I’ve wasted. I’ve wasted so much time. I’ve let opportunities slip away, made mistakes, and taken paths I never imagined I would. This life I’m living now isn’t what I dreamed of; it’s not what I envisioned for myself at this age. There’s a deep sense of longing for the “what could have been,” and it’s hard not to feel the weight of regret. But even amid this reflection, I’ve always held on to the belief that everything happens for a reason. Life doesn’t always go as planned, but perhaps it’s unfolding exactly as it should. Every twist, turn, and detour has brought me to this moment, and maybe that’s where I need to be. We meet people for a purpose—each encounter is part of a greater plan. Sometimes, I wonder why we don’t meet certain people earlier when circumstances seemed perfect. But then I realized: that timing is everything. We meet people when we’re meant to, not when we think we should.
Tonight’s sermon felt like a message straight from God. It was about leaving the past behind, about letting go of regrets and not allowing them to hold us back. It was as if God was speaking directly to me, urging me to stop looking back and start looking forward to what He has in store. He reminded me that He has a plan for me—a plan filled with hope, love, and purpose. Though the journey hasn’t been what I expected, I’m choosing to trust that God knows better than I do. I’m learning to let go of the weight of the past, embrace the present, and look forward with faith to the beautiful future He has prepared for me.
Happiness is Choosing You
Happiness is when you don’t envy others, when jealousy and hatred no longer have a place in your heart. It is contentment, not a race or competition. True happiness comes when you learn to love yourself fully, to embrace your uniqueness without feeling the need to imitate others.
Happiness is seeing the bright side of life, recognizing the good even in difficult moments, and offering genuine praise and credit where it is deserved. It is the humility to admit that you, too, have flaws, and the courage to face your own toxicity. Happiness grows when you acknowledge your mistakes, take responsibility for them, and commit to becoming a better version of yourself.
Happiness is forgiving yourself and others, letting go of grudges, and choosing peace over conflict. It is finding joy in life’s simplest moments, celebrating small victories, and being grateful for what you have. Ultimately, happiness is not found in perfection but in progress, in love, and in the freedom to be authentically you.
𝗜 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆! 🌻♥️✨
𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥! 🎇🎆🥳🍾🥂