I’m tired of doing all the grunt work. There. I’ve said it. I’m not proud of complaining like this, Lord, but that’s how I feel right now. It’s not so much that I resent the beautiful people who are out front. I just wish that my humbler contributions would get noticed once in a while. Is that too much to ask? Why am I so invisible? Doesn’t anybody see any value in my work?
It’s not that I’m not willing to work. It’s not that I’m lazy—you see that, right? It’s not even that I think I’m too good to do humble chores. I just feel like I’m being taken advantage of. Lord, could you please let people notice me a little bit? I don’t have to be the star, but couldn’t I at least be made to feel like part of the team?
In the meantime, I want you to know that I get a great deal of comfort from knowing that your eyes are everywhere. I know that even when nobody notices me, you do. You told me that once: “The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous” (Psalm 34:15).
Lord, maybe I will get noticed and thanked today, and maybe I won’t. But ultimately I care more for your approval than other people’s. It is enough for me that you see me and smile.
