The God Who Sees Me

The God Who Sees Me

“She gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: ‘You are the God who sees me,’ for she said, ‘I have now seen the One who sees me.’”

Genesis 16:13 NIV


There is something about the story of Hagar (Genesis 16). She was a slave; put in a position to carry life for another, and mistreated. She runs away, only to encounter God, Himself. To anyone, Hagar was just a slave, with little value and meaning. Yet, God saw her. Not only did He see her, He spoke with her! The Creator of the entire universe spoke to a slave. God Almighty saw what others did not see. He saw His child, created in His own image.

There have been numerous times when I’ve felt like Hagar; feeling mistreated and wanting to run away from it all. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve felt alone, falling through the cracks and wondering if anyone can see me.

I’ll explain why.

I am married to an outgoing, fun to be around, charmer. I’m much more reserved and serious. When I first married, I had a difficult time trying to grasp where I fit in. Most friends our age were not married. And those who were in the same season of life we had just entered were at least a decade older. Jason also held a position as a worship leader in our local church. I was just his wife. Nothing more. All those invitations we’d receive to events or social gatherings were due in large part to the position he held. Take my husband out of the equation and it would be a different story. When I became a mother for the first time, I began to feel as if I finally had a sense of purpose again. And yet, in Hagar’s story, she was carrying a baby for someone else. I cannot even imagine her situation and all of those complex emotions.

What I can understand is the pain of her mistreatment.

Those who know me well can attest to my occasional “spice” and often times aloof ways. Yet, they can also describe me as silly and somewhat naive, at times. This is a recipe for disaster for those who do not know me. I’ve been OFTEN misunderstood; and as a result, spoken of and treated with disdain. And as the years have passed with these experiences, I’ve become even more reserved.


Like Hagar, God has confronted me. He has broken through those thick walls of protection and has pierced my heart like no other. He is in the process of restoring and healing me to my rightful place of purpose. I no longer feel as if I’ve fallen through the cracks. I hold my head up, because God-the God of everything-sees me and speaks to me. That alone can make me break out in a sprint!

To know that we are unworthy, diseased humans….and God sees us!!! He not only sees, He speaks to us and comforts us with the right words to keep us strengthened for the journey. He understands us. And He loves us!

Perhaps you’ve experienced or are experiencing something similar to my story. Let this be a reminder for you: The God who saw Hagar all those years ago, has seen me. He also sees YOU. And He doesn’t stop there. He acknowledges our situations and gives us the strength to continue forward. Be encouraged!

Amy Velazquez
  • Raphael Ramos
    Posted at 21:53h, 18 May Reply

    Thank you Amy! This deeply encourage me in this current season of my journey!

    • Amy
      Posted at 22:55h, 18 May Reply


      This makes me glad. This is one of those areas in my life that I’ve struggled with in coming to terms with where I “fit” and to know that God sees us, even when others are louder or more noticeable than we can be, just points back to His amazing love for every single one of us. Blessings!

  • Jayson Pacheco
    Posted at 14:06h, 19 May Reply


  • Maggie
    Posted at 16:54h, 21 May Reply

    Beautiful post many times I have felt as Hagar, but it’s wonderful to know that not only does he see. He cares for us! Thanks for this beautiful reflection!

    • Amy
      Posted at 12:37h, 23 May Reply

      Thank you, Maggie!

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