Dear Little Girl,
You spent so much of your life trying to be seen.
Twirling harder. Talking faster. Smiling brighter.
But no matter how loud you tried, it often felt like no one really heard you.
Your father didn’t understand your love for the arts — so you exaggerated your wins, hoping one day he’d say, “I’m proud of you.” You weren’t chasing fame. You were chasing his attention.
You grew up, married, had children, built a life — and still found yourself shape-shifting to be enough. You quit jobs, poured drinks, tried to keep up. You wore every version of “pleaser” until one day, you just got tired.
Tired of striving.
Tired of proving.
Tired of explaining why you loved what you loved.
But here’s the truth:
You were already seen.
By the God who never missed a monologue.
By the One who knows every story, every stumble, every start-over.
He saw you in the seasons when you felt most forgotten. And He sees you now — not for what you do, but for who you are.
And here’s the beauty of this full-circle moment:
Because you’ve lived as the overlooked, you carry a gift for seeing the overlooked. You notice the quiet ones. You cheer for the vulnerable ones. You create space for the ones who need to know they matter.
This year has been heavy. Loss has touched the dance floor. Tears have touched the stage. But even here, in the ache, God is writing a story of purpose. He has led you back to the little ones — the children who twirl and tiptoe and trust you with their whole hearts.
Cooper was never wasted. It was a stepping stone — a part of the plan that led you back to the passion, dream, and calling you’ve carried all along.
And now, as you walk into this new season, remember:
You don’t have to perform to be valuable.
You don’t have to exaggerate to be interesting.
You don’t have to be anything more than exactly who you are.
Because girl, you’re already seen.
A Question to Journal On: Where is God showing you that the waiting and the detours were never wasted?
A Prayer for the Girl Learning to Stop Proving
Dear God, thank You for seeing me long before anyone else did. Thank You for the stepping stones that became sacred paths. Thank You for giving me the gift of being with the little ones who remind me that joy is found in presence, not performance. Keep me grounded in who I am in You — worthy, loved, and already seen.
Amen.
With love,
Worthy
