They say things like:

“I could never do what you do.”

“Aren’t you worried about getting too attached?”

“I don’t know how you handle all that.”

And you smile.

Nod.

But inside, you feel… alone.

Because they don’t get it.

They don’t see the battles.

The victories that come in whispers.

The love that shows up in chaos.

And that isolation can feel heavy.

But God sees.

He knows.

You weren’t called to be understood.

You were called to be obedient.

And even if no one claps…

Even if no one “gets it”…

He does.