As a kid I was invisible to most adults. Except for the few adults that mattered.
So I felt seen and safe. Growing up rather tall Seemed contrary to my nature
Height makes you more easily seen
Low expectations is my favorite starting point No disappointment No pressure
Then life happened. A lot of good life. And success and visibility.
I’m still an introvert. So is my husband. And one of my kids.
The extroverted one inspires me Challenges me. And most importantly Challenges me to grow.
I still have a hard time reconciling My visibility and memorability Which became apparent mostly here in the states
But in MOPS it also stuck And it encouraged and drained me all at once.
Visibility begets demands
And I learned to respond with action for the few times my help was needed, my presence acknowledged.
But visibility pulls one in every direction
Being visible doesn’t owe everyone a positive response
Staying put. Taking a deep breath. Remembering who you are: What your purpose is, Your gifts and your limits
And finding peace and joy in the service you pursue. The challenges you accept.
And stand tall. Straighten that back. Lift the chin. Look up. Breathe deep
Let yourself be seen and remember you don’t owe anything to any person
But to God.
and serve from that abundance and not front guilt.
Let there be light.