180. A Song for Me

This was lovely.

Let me try to explain my train of thought, and why this thing that happened seemed like such a direct, loving word for me.

Yesterday at church, the sermon was about the life of Joseph. I’ve got a friend going through some trials, and it seemed like the message was definitely for him.

And that reminded me of all the times God has spoken to me through a sermon. But I thought to myself, I don’t need that now. I’m really not going through any trials now. I mean, I’d like to be married again, but that’s not really a trial. I mean, life is good while I’m waiting! But I’ve been through some dark times, so I can encourage my friends that God does work things out for good.

Look how great my job is! I’ve got an extra-challenging week ahead, which goes to show that I’m doing good things! None of my friends asked about the week ahead, but hey, I can do this, because I’m good at what I do!

So that was all good. I kept it upbeat and happy. I’m here to talk about how God gets people through trials! My life is great right now!

And yesterday evening, I went to a Neil Gaiman Live event and had a great time. And I joined my good friend and his wife. They’re newlyweds, so they were being a little extra lovey-dovey, but I had a great time, and it was great to be there with my friends, especially good to see the friend I hadn’t seen in awhile (who doesn’t answer his emails quite so much now that he’s married, though he says that’s not why – It’s because we’ve got less in common these days, which is a slightly more depressing reason for me). But like I said, I had a great time.

This morning it was hard to get up after being out late. On the way to work, I was doing my morning praying through my prayer list (It’s a long commute with lots of chances to check the list.), and this morning I was thinking again of the sermon and how I’m not really going through trials and how faithful God was when I was, but how I don’t really need to hear from Him so much now. And how independence and meaningful work is all so good. How the challenges coming up give me something to focus on and be excited about.

But as I was driving home, it caught up with me just a little bit. I didn’t get any emails during the day, when I used to get quite a few each day. (And I am spoiled rotten, because if you count the last week, I got dozens of emails from my friends and the cousin who writes to me daily sent me two yesterday – This isn’t about logical reasons for feeling down.) I started thinking, I just wish I knew that people like me. (Which is silly, because I KNOW that a lot of people like me.) And I started musing It would be nice to be special to someone, but then shifted back to, No, I’m okay not being part of a couple right now. I just want to know that people like me. I wish someone would tell me. Should I ask for it on Facebook? People would answer that they do. But no, that would be fishing. I wish I knew that people like me.

I’m not sure I’ve explained this well. I wasn’t depressed. It was all idle musing, the way your mind flits around while sitting in traffic (or at least mine does). I was only feeling slightly sorry for myself. But I did sit for a moment on I wish I knew that people like me.

And at that very moment, I noticed the Christian radio station was playing a song I hadn’t heard before.

I heard these words:

You are essential, not accidental
And you should realize

You are beloved
I wanted you to know
You are beloved
Let it soak into your soul
Oh, forget the lies you heard
Rise above the hurt
And listen to these words
You are beloved
I want you to know
You are beloved.

And it dawned on me: Yeah, I still need to hear from God at times. And He loves me. And He still speaks to me, what I need to hear, when I need it. I am Beloved.

And I’m definitely not trying to make anyone feel guilty for not happening to ask about my week yesterday or for not happening to send me an email today during the day! I’m not even fishing for words of affirmation!

So many friends do such a good job so very often letting me know that they really do like me! I actually DO know that people like me!

I started to write that it was a leftover feeling from my divorce, feeling unlovable, unlikable – except that I imagine that everyone, no matter how popular, no matter how loved, no matter how well-liked, gets those moments when they wonder if everyone’s faking it and wonder if people actually like you! I know that even when I was happily married, I’d get little moments like that.

I do know how to self-talk myself out of them. But it seemed like such a loving gift from God that today I didn’t need to.

So take a moment and listen to this song! Let it soak into your soul.

You are not just liked. You are Beloved.


  1. I just listened to this song & heard what you were talking about!! It is nice to know & hear people tell you that they care about you & that you are loved. But, it is also good to believe in your heart that it is true, people do care about & love you!! They just may not think of verbally letting you know!!! Growing up, I don’t believe we ever really told each other we loved them. It was just understood!! I’m sure it has something to do with the way my parents were raised & also that my mom lost her mother at the age of 7! She was the youngest child & had 5 brothers & 1 sister, but her sister was 10 years older than her!! My mom should us she loved us by all of the things she did for us! Anyhow, I just wanted to let you know that I also enjoyed that song!!

    1. Thanks, Dar! I KNOW I have friends who love me – but it was so nice that when I had that idle thought and moment of loneliness – God answered right away! 🙂

  2. I love that song too! God is good even when I don’t have a job, I am receiving unemployment and my kids complain about cleaning up their mess. That is when I think wouldn’t i be nice to live alone LOL! God loves us so much we can’t even grasp it. It is great to be reminded that I am beloved!

    1. Yes, I keep reminding myself how much I should relish this time to myself! 🙂 And you are indeed beloved!

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