By skyforbes 
God speaks, even when we aren’t listening.
He heard my cry.
He heard my confusion.
He heard me.
He felt my pain.
He understood.
Even though I wasn’t looking for Him, with my attention wrapped up in social media, He came to me.
He found me in the middle of my pain, my distraction, and my desperate desire to be understood.
I was scrolling TikTok when a man appeared on my screen.
He said, “Go read Psalms and your age. That’s God speaking directly to you.”
So, I did. I quickly found it. Psalm 43. And it spoke straight to my heart.
The words weren’t random. They were specific. Exact. Personal.
It felt like God reached through the noise and handed me a message with my name on it.
What amazed me even more was how those words reflected my experience from earlier that day.
The man on TikTok couldn’t have known. Only God knew.
“Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me?”
“Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of my enemies?”
These verses gave me peace, hope, and relief.
They spoke to what my heart was feeling.
And I knew God understood. I knew He was hearing me.
The person I had hoped would understand me didn’t.
But God did. Completely.
I realized it might have been too much for that person.
Some people simply don’t have the capacity to truly see us, especially when they are angry or feeling challenged.
They think they know the truth, but they don’t have the vision or the willingness to really see it.
But God did.
He didn’t need an explanation.
He didn’t need context.
I didn’t have to ask, plead, or defend my feelings.
He just knew.
And in that moment, I understood something I hadn’t before.
What felt too heavy for others to carry was already resting in God’s hands.
I didn’t find God while scrolling, he found me and that’s all I needed.