I often wonder why we hide our true feelings. Why are we afraid to be honest even with ourselves? It seems to me that many of us live as if God only looks at big deeds - and not at small sins, fears, doubts. But what if it’s in these small, quiet moments that He is present? 💭

And sometimes I ask myself: if God sees everything, why do I continue to pretend? Why do I continue to smile when there is screaming and chaos inside? Maybe in order to understand the real you, you need to stop hiding even from Him. 🌌

Today I want to believe that even if no one around me sees my tears, my doubts and my little victories - He does. And there is some incredible peace in this. 😌

Have you ever wondered what secret moments of yours are also seen by someone above? ✨