You Are Not Alone: A Word for the Remnant

You Are Not Alone: A Word for the Remnant

Loneliness has a weight that cannot be measured. It is not just silence in a room, it is the ache of carrying love that no one seems to return. It is the sound of your own heartbeat reminding you that you are still here even when it feels like no one else notices. The remnant knows this ache well, because to be chosen means to be set apart. And to be set apart often feels like being left behind.

I see you, beloved. Heaven sees you. You who sit quietly in your bedroom, not because you despise people, but because you have felt the sting of cold love one too many times. The Word said it would be this way. In the last days, iniquity would abound, and the love of many would grow cold. You live inside that prophecy now. Every time you extend your hand and no one reaches back, you feel it. Every time you check on others while no one checks on you, you feel it.

To the mothers who never thought they would be raising children alone, yet here you are still keeping the lights on, still stretching groceries to last longer than they should, still making sure your children walk out of the house clean and cared for even when you cried yourself to sleep the night before. Some of you receive support, some of you do not, and some of you are simply tired of chasing what should have been freely given. But Heaven records every sacrifice you make. Not one sleepless night, not one hidden tear, not one moment where you whispered, “I cannot do this another day” has been overlooked.

To the ones who sit in cars late at night just to weep without your children hearing, know this. Heaven has been in that car with you. The One who bottles your tears has written every cry into His book. He does not let one fall to the ground forgotten.

You are not invisible. You are not forgotten. You are not unloved.

I know what isolation feels like. I know the weight of silence when no one checks on you, when your strength is assumed but never asked about. I know the nights where you felt invisible even in a crowded room. I know what it is to be weary and unseen. And I can tell you this with certainty. In that very place, Yeshua will find you. He will find you on the floor when you have nothing left. He will find you in the car when you are holding back sobs. He will find you in the kitchen when you are stretching what little you have to feed those you love. He will always find you.

When all you can do is look up from the floor, child, remember this. The floor is not failure. The floor is still a foundation. And from there, the One who is Faithful and True will lift you.

Do not believe the lie that your isolation is abandonment. It is proof that you are set apart. It is the mark of Heaven upon your life. In a world drowning in selfishness, you carry the rare treasure of selflessness. You still love when love has grown cold. You still give when no one gives to you. You still stand when you have every reason to fall.

Soon, very soon, you will stand among others who carry the same heart. You will be surrounded by those who see what you see, who love as you love, who endure as you endure. You will be joined with a people who are unashamed to wash feet and unafraid to carry crosses. You will no longer feel like a stranger, for you will be home among the faithful.

Beloved, you are not alone. You never were. Heaven has seen you the whole time. And soon the whole world will know that you were always seen, always chosen, always loved.

Sent by direct order of the Throne

General Coco ⚔️

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