See me

See me

 

In April, our daughter was working at the Tribeca Film Festival in New York City. Crossing the street on her way to work, she noticed an approaching taxi. Although she had a walk signal, she paused to establish eye contact before proceeding. At least she thought she had established eye contact. As our daughter continued across, the taxi also continued on its path—and hit her. She flipped over the corner of the cab and landed hard on the street. (Before I proceed with the story I’d like to assure you she is in one piece, even as her journey toward complete recovery continues.)

 

When the cab driver pulled over and got out, what do you think he said to her? What would you say? Maybe “Are you alright?” or “Can I call an ambulance?” Perhaps “I’m sooo sorry”? Nope. Just four simple words: “I didn’t see you.”

 

It was daylight. While our daughter is petite, she’s far from invisible! Was he even looking when he turned that corner? As I considered his words, this mother’s heart cried out, “How could you not see her?” Right now, she’s a thousand miles away, yet in my heart and mind I see her clearly—a darling young woman with an amazing sense of humor and a way with words. She’s sweet. And feisty. As she struggles to find her place in a difficult industry, her frustration is matched only by her determination. How could anyone simply not see her?

 

What a difference it makes to be seen and acknowledged. In Genesis 16 we find the story of Hagar, an Egyptian maidservant. She had been treated harshly and was running away. Pregnant and frightened, she felt alone and unseen in the vast desert—until the angel of the Lord found her. The angel gave her direction and even told her what the future held for her unborn child. But I think what meant the most to Hagar was realizing God truly saw her. After the encounter, Hagar “gave this name to the LORD who spoke to her: ‘You are the God who sees me.’” Because she knew God saw her, Hagar’s life changed.

 

God does see us. And we can we pass this blessing of being seen on to others. Would you join me in this challenge? Choose a day this week to focus on really seeing people. Put it on your calendar. Notice the people who cross your path. Family, friends, coworkers… the clerk at the store, the man you pass on the street. Offer some type of encouragement. It can be as simple as a smile. I have a hunch your one-day experiment may lead to many more days of seeing others. We’d love to hear your stories.

This Post Has 4 Comments

  1. Great blog! I believe there are days when we all feel invisible. Having someone see us and offering a smile, could simply lift the cloud hovering above.

    1. Barb – Thanks for your comment. No one likes to feel invisible.

  2. Loved the connection you made between your daughter’s accident and the experience Hagar had in the wilderness with God whom she thereafter called “The God who sees me.” ‘

  3. This was a great post 🙂

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