God,

I know this might seem small in the grand scheme of things, but right now, it really hurts.

I don’t want to be dramatic. I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. But lately, I can’t help but notice that if I stop reaching out to those I care about, the silence lingers. The group chats go on without me. The invitations don’t come. The calls don’t happen unless I’m the one making the effort first. It’s making me wonder — do I actually matter as much as I think I do? Or am I just convenient to those around me?

I know human beings are busy. I know life gets in the way. But God, I think what stings the most is how easily I’m overlooked. How I can go days without a check-in. How I can be the one always making the plans, always sending the tender texts, always making sure everyone else feels remembered and seen, but not feeling that same energy in return.

I don’t want to become bitter, God. I don’t want to keep score. I don’t want to start believing that I am forgettable.

So God, can you meet me here in this loneliness? Can you remind me that my worth isn’t measured by notifications on my phone? That love isn’t only real if it’s immediately reciprocated? That I am seen, even in the silence?

Help me to let go of the resentment that’s creeping in. Help me to love freely, without keeping track of who texted who last. Help me to build friendships that are mutual, honest, and full of grace, where both people reach for each other, not just when it’s easy — but because they genuinely care.

And if there are people I’m holding onto who don’t see me the way I see them, give me the strength to accept that. Not in a dramatic, dismissive way, but in a soft, peaceful surrender. In the kind of way that makes room for the right people — the ones who do show up, the ones who do notice, the ones who don’t let me wonder if I matter to them.

Most of all, God, remind me that you are always near. That even when I feel unseen, unheard, or left behind, you are still holding me close. Remind me that I don’t have to fight for your attention, or earn your love, or prove that I am worthy of being thought of. You are the one who never forgets me, who never ignores me, and who never lets me slip through the cracks.

Even when my phone stays silent, even when the loneliness creeps in, even when I start to wonder if I matter as much to others as they matter to me — you are unyielding. You are the one who calls me by name, who listens even when I don’t have the words, who reaches for me before I even realize I need to be held.

So when the ache of feeling unseen becomes too heavy, remind me that I am fully known by you. That I am pursued, loved, and remembered — not just in passing, not just when it’s easy, but always, and forever. And if my heart starts to doubt, if I start to believe the lie that I am easily replaced, let your love drown out every anxious whisper. Let it steady me. Let it remind me that I am never alone, because you will always choose me first.

Amen.