Invisible

Pick me! Pick me!

I was pondering upon some of the miracles of Christ, specifically the times where He stopped in His tracks and physically touched people. Christ was always so keen when interacting with others. There was nothing random about the people He selected to heal, or the parables He used to make a point.
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Luke 13: 10-17
Jesus was teaching in one of the synagogues on a Sabbath, and a woman was there who had been crippled by a spirit for eighteen years. She was bent over and could not straighten up at all. When Jesus saw her, he called her forward and said to her:
"Woman, you are set free from your infirmity."
Then he put his hands on her, and immediately she straightened up and praised God.

John 9: 1-7
As he went along, he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him,
"Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?"
"Neither this man nor his parents sinned," said Jesus, "but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life. As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work. While I am in the world, I am the light of the world."

Having said this, he spit on the ground, made some mud with the saliva, and put it on the man's eyes.

"Go," he told him, "wash in the Pool of Siloam" (this word means Sent). So the man went and washed, and came home seeing.
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Why did He choose them? They didn't seek Him, but He found them. And when He touched them, it didn't just affect the surface of their skin and their physical infirmities. It reached out like a claw and clung to their souls so that the inevitable result was a total mind-body-spirit transformation.

As fortunate as I am to be living and doing the things I do, I see myself quite frequently as the crippled woman and the blind man; on the sidelines, going about another ordinary day, waiting to be noticed. It's easy to feel invisible by family, friends, supervisors, strangers you're crushing on (the list goes on). It's even worse when you are making an effort to be recognized. For example, for months, I have searched for full-time employment. While the market is not in my control, I still believed my background would help me find something meaningful. Watching others nab jobs started making me feel more and more insecure about myself. Just when I was completely hopeless, a legal services organization that I was excited about and applied to (but didn't raise my hopes with) contacted me about volunteering for them. I felt relieved for so many reasons. Although it is on a volunteering basis, some positive feedback from one of the attorneys made me feel the appreciation I was longing for, and made me hopeful for what could be in store ahead.

My work example could be applied to many areas of my life. But I would like to relish in the moment, and to believe that with patience, good things can happen.To be plucked from obscurity and noticed when you least expect but most desire it is an incredible feeling. It is comforting to know that no matter how overlooked I am, or how much I may overlook Him, the Great Invisible will always have my back.