Dear Friend,
Somewhere in the endless scroll, in the sea of sameness—where faces blur, where trends dictate, where recognition is confused with love—we are here. Not just as images, not just as moments, but as something more.
And we are more.
It’s easy to get caught in the rhythm of it all, isn’t it? The likes, the comments, the rush of being noticed. It feels like connection, like validation, like proof that we matter. But I wonder… when the screen goes dark, when the notifications slow, does it stay? Does it satisfy?
Or does it leave us reaching again?
There’s something they don’t tell us about attention—it can look like love, but it isn’t always the same. People will consume what is offered, but consumption is not affection. Recognition is not the same as being known. And being seen does not always mean being valued.
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” (Proverbs 31:30)
But we—we were made for more than a moment of admiration. We were made for depth, for presence, for something real. Not just to be looked at, but to be understood. Not just to be wanted, but to be treasured.
Maybe we already know this. Maybe, deep down, we feel it—the quiet ache that whispers, there must be more than this.
There is.
It’s in the conversations where we don’t have to perform. The places where we are free to be unfiltered, unedited, whole. It’s in the eyes that don’t just admire but truly see. It’s in the spaces where we don’t have to be more to be enough.
And maybe this is the most important thing to remember: God did not make a mistake when He made you.
“I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” (Psalm 139:14)
No filter, no edit, no approval from strangers can improve on what was already done with purpose. Nothing about you is accidental. Nothing is lacking. You were made with intention, formed by a Creator who does not get things wrong.
I hope we find those places where we don’t feel the need to compete, compare, or keep up. I hope we recognize when we are settling for attention instead of love. I hope, one day, we look back at all the ways the world tried to tell us who we should be, and we smile—because we know now that we were never meant to be anyone but ourselves. Gray can be beautiful. Laugh lines are timeless. Beautiful need not be painful or plastic.
And that—the real us—is breathtaking.
Truth Stands, Even When Rejected
Truth and facts don’t change based on feelings, opinions, or stubbornness. Some will see reason and grow; others will cling to ignorance because it’s more comfortable.
Scripture warns us not to waste time in fruitless debates:
“Do not speak in the hearing of a fool, for he will despise the good sense of your words.” – Proverbs 23:9
“The way of a fool is right in his own eyes, but a wise man listens to advice.” – Proverbs 12:15
If someone refuses to acknowledge truth and insists on remaining in their own falsehoods, we follow Christ’s instruction:
“And if anyone will not receive you or listen to your words, shake off the dust from your feet when you leave that house or town.” – Matthew 10:14
We don’t argue with those who refuse wisdom. We stand on truth, present the facts, and move forward.
With you on this journey,
– A Fellow Traveler