There it was, arching gently across the sky as I approached the church last night — a soft, holy ribbon of colour stretched like a promise over the road. The air still held the scent of rain, as though heaven had breathed out moments earlier. The light touched everything with a quiet glow. My heart felt that familiar stirring, the one that whispers, "I am here."

It felt fitting that a rainbow greeted me on the way to our Encounter Group, especially since this gathering is a space where hearts are tended, tears are honoured, and Jesus is invited to meet us in our breaking. I had prepared the room, prayed over the chairs, and waited with expectation for those who were registered. Only one arrived. Two sent apologies. The rest simply never came.

I will be honest — disappointment brushed against my heart, like a cold wind sneaking under a closed door. I felt the ache of it, the wondering, the labour of love that sometimes feels unseen. Yet as I sat with that single precious attendee, a tender truth rose within me, steady and bright.

Jesus always goes after the one.

He never measured ministry by numbers, crowds, or applause. He measured it by love. He went where the need was. He lingered with the overlooked. He made time for the heart in front of Him. Last night, I was reminded that His way is still the same. My calling is not to gather many, but to show up faithfully for whoever comes. Even if it is only one. Especially if it is only one.

As I drove home, that rainbow stayed with me — a quiet arch of covenant, a reminder that God keeps His promises even when attendance is thin and hope feels small. The sky seemed to say, "Trixi, love the one in front of you. I see every seed you sow. Nothing is wasted."

💡 Reflection

• Where have you felt unseen or disappointed recently, and what might Jesus be whispering to you in that place? 🤔

• How has God used moments of "smallness" to reveal His heart to you? 🤔

• What does faithfulness look like in the quiet, hidden assignments He entrusts to you? 🤔

🎺 Affirmation

I am held, led, and strengthened by the God who treasures the one. My small offerings matter in His Kingdom. Nothing done in love is ever wasted.

🙌 Prayer

Jesus, thank You for meeting me on the road with a rainbow of promise, and again in the quiet room where only one heart arrived. Teach me to honour the ministry of the small, the unseen, and the deeply precious. Strengthen me to show up with love, grace, and expectancy, trusting that You are always at work. Bless every person who longs for healing, and guide me to be Your hands and heart for whoever You bring.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

I carry this truth forward tonight: even when attendance falters, purpose does not. Jesus meets us in the one, and that is enough.