God of the One: Seen Like Zacchaeus.

There’s a kind of loneliness that goes deeper than being ignored in a crowded room. It’s the ache inside—the quiet whisper that says something is missing, that life as it stands isn’t enough. Maybe you’ve felt it before. That sense that, no matter what you achieve or how hard you try, there’s still an emptiness—a longing for something more.

I imagine Zacchaeus knew that feeling all too well.

Here was a man with wealth and power, but at what cost? As a tax collector, Zacchaeus was despised by his own people. He wasn’t just invisible in a crowd—he was actively scowled at. He represented everything people hated: greed, betrayal, selfishness. And while the world saw him as someone hardened by his choices, I wonder what Zacchaeus saw when he looked in the mirror.

Did he see the same man the crowd saw? Or did he see someone longing to change but unsure where to start?

I wonder if that’s why he climbed the tree…