Someone’s One

There is something deeply comforting about the way God chooses to work – not only through the extraordinary, but through the willing, the available, and the ordinary. This past Sunday, our pastor shared a thought that at one point in time, we were someone’s “one.” Someone prayed for us. Someone believed for us. Someone carried our name before God when we could not – or would not – carry it ourselves. When I reflect on that, it softens something in me, because I can remember a time in my own life when I was not walking in light. Outwardly, things may have seemed steady, but inwardly there was a heaviness I could not shake – a quiet darkness that settled into my thoughts, my identity, and my sense of hope. The enemy had convinced me of things that felt true yet were far from it.

Then, in what may have seemed like a small and ordinary moment to them, someone invited me to church. They had no idea what I was carrying. They didn’t see the depth of the struggle, the silent battles, or the weight of where I was mentally and spiritually. They weren’t trying to fix me or even fully understand me – they simply extended an invitation. And yet, that simple invitation changed everything. What felt small to them was significant to God. It became a turning point in my life, a moment when light began to gently break through the darkness I had been sitting in.

It reminds me how often God uses ordinary people to accomplish eternal things. Throughout Scripture, we see this pattern again and again – God choosing fishermen, shepherds, tax collectors, and everyday individuals to carry out His purposes. It was never their status or ability that made the difference; it was their willingness to say yes. In the same way, we often underestimate the impact of our small acts of obedience. We think if we don’t have the perfect words or a full understanding of someone’s situation, then what we offer won’t matter much. But God has never required perfection, only availability.

The person who invited me didn’t preach a sermon or offer profound wisdom. They didn’t even know they were stepping into a pivotal moment in my story. They were simply willing. And God did the rest. Looking back, I can see how intentional He was, even when it felt random at the time. That invitation came at a moment when I needed it most, even though the person extending it had no idea. That’s the beauty of how God works – He sees the full picture when we only see a small part. He knew where I was, He knew what I needed, and He chose to use someone ordinary to reach me.

There is something sacred about realizing that someone once stood in the gap for you – that your name was lifted up in prayer before you ever took a step toward healing, and that your story began to shift because someone cared enough to reach out. You were someone’s one. And now, in a gentle and unpressured way, God invites us to consider: who is our one? Who in our life might be quietly struggling, carrying burdens they don’t speak about, or longing for hope they don’t know how to find? It doesn’t have to be complicated. Sometimes it looks like sending a simple message, extending an invitation, offering a kind word, or whispering a prayer on someone’s behalf. Sometimes it’s just being present.

God has a way of taking what feels small in our hands and making it deeply significant in His. He is still placing people on our hearts, still prompting quiet nudges, still inviting us to participate in something far greater than we can see. And often, it begins with a simple yes – a yes to reach out, a yes to invite, a yes to pray, a yes to show up. You don’t have to have all the answers or understand the outcome. You only need to be willing. Because somewhere, someone may be in a place you cannot see, carrying something you cannot feel, waiting for a moment of light they cannot create on their own. And God, in His kindness, may choose to use you to reach them just as He once used someone to reach you. You were someone’s one, and now you have the opportunity to be that for someone else.

When you think back on your journey, who was “your one” – someone God used to reach you, pray for you, or invite you closer to Him? How did that person’s simple act of obedience impact your life, even if they may never fully know it? In what ways have you seen God use ordinary moments or people to accomplish something meaningful in your life? How does it change your perspective to realize that someone may be waiting on the other side of your obedience? As you reflect on being “someone’s one,” how is God inviting you to now become that for someone else? Please share in the comments.