It doesn’t matter, my God knows me.

 



When I feel like people was belittling me, throwing harsh words behind my back as if those were true, it doesn’t matter, my God knows me.

When I feel like I was misjudged or misunderstood, when they say I was faking it because they don’t know the real story, it doesn’t matter. My God knows me.

When they say I wasn’t good enough, or I was failing short, or I cannot reach my dreams because I was weak and stupid, it doesn’t matter. My God knows me.

When they say I don’t do things the right way, or my intention wasn’t pure, it doesn’t matter. My God knows me.

When I face moments of self-doubt, wondering if I was worthy of love and acceptance, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

In times of adversity, when life's challenges seemed insurmountable, and I questioned my strength, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

When others tried to define my worth based on material possessions or social status, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

During moments of loneliness, when it felt like the world had turned its back on me, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

When I made mistakes and faced the consequences, hearing judgment from those around me, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

In moments of grief and loss, when I struggled to find meaning and purpose, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

When I questioned my purpose and direction in life, feeling lost and uncertain, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

When I encountered prejudice or discrimination, facing bigotry and hatred, it doesn't matter. My God knows me.

In this life, the only perception of me that would matter is of God’s. He knows me all too well. He knows my lost soul. My bruised heart. My mind adrift in uncertainty.

I am certain of His love, for He knows me. No longer shall I conceal myself in His presence; I stand exposed, stripped of pretense and fully revealed

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