How is God glorified by the rose that blooms alone, deep in the heart of a forest so remote that no human eye will ever see it? God is glorified because He sees it. He sees every petal, each curve and color crafted by His hand. He delights in its beauty, its purpose fulfilled, even in silence, even in solitude.
And what of those servants, hidden away from recognition and the praise of others? How is God glorified by the quiet lives, by the hands that work in secret and the hearts that love unnoticed? He is glorified because He sees them, knows their every step, every sacrifice, and every act of faith. Their worth is not measured by applause but by His own heart, rejoicing over them in secret.
In the silence of the forest and in the quiet lives of the unseen, God finds glory. He is the one who notices the hidden, cherishes the unnoticed, and celebrates the beauty that needs no audience but His own. This is His glory—to see, to know, to delight in the unnoticed and unappreciated, whose praise flows only to Him.
Audience of One.
He is truly, El Roi, the God who sees me🤍
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