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Language… has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone. ~ Paul Tillich

I’m one of the few people I know who really enjoys being alone. I find the conversation stimulating, sprinkled with a quick wit which keeps me amused and am left with a feeling of being with the wisest person in the room. IOW…I fall into the “solitude” category.

There are times when this makes it difficult for Mr. Gypsy. He’s a regular social butterfly. He can talk to anyone about anything from how to handle lighting on the prized rock display of our grandson’s to chatting with a homeless person to more than holding his own on today’s geopolitical climate. Me? Meh…I’d rather give you a cup of coffee and a cookie.

It’s not that I don’t like people. I actually love listening to the life stories of others. I find different cultures, influences and experiences fascinating! However, sooner or later, the discussion turns my way…So…what about you?…and I hate talking about myself.

It seems as though this is a common thread which runs through people who have suffered abuse. You end up either being shattered, in which case the abuser wins, or you toughen up and accept the distorted fact you are on your own and your only hope of survival is handling it…alone. No matter how much confidence you struggle to build, deep down you still have that nagging little demon in there reciting it’s ugly mantra “You don’t seriously believe you have something of value to contribute, do you?” It sucketh.

Anyhow…As Believers, this poses a problem as life is all about sharing. The Scripture has made it abundantly clear we are to fellowship and share our lives, and the truths of Christ, with others.

Something I’ve learned, although there are indeed times when it is a battle to hold on to, is that we are all of value to the body.

1 Corinthians 12:15-23(MSG) If Foot said, “I’m not elegant like Hand, embellished with rings; I guess I don’t belong to this body,” would that make it so? If Ear said, “I’m not beautiful like Eye, limpid and expressive; I don’t deserve a place on the head,” would you want to remove it from the body? If the body was all eye, how could it hear? If all ear, how could it smell? As it is, we see that God has carefully placed each part of the body right where he wanted it.

Did you catch that? “God has carefully placed each part of the body right where He wanted it”. Yummy!

And we matter…

Isaiah 41:13(ESV) For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, “Fear not, I am the one who helps you.”

If God is holding your hand, you are never without guidance.

Jeremiah 29:11(ESV)For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.!

If God has a plan for you, you are never without direction.

Luke 12:7(AMP) But [even] the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not be struck with fear or seized with alarm; you are of greater worth than many [flocks] of sparrows.

If God is aware of the number of hairs on your head and says you have value, He cares about the details of your life.

Psalms 34:15(AMP) The eyes of the Lord are toward the [uncompromisingly] righteous and His ears are open to their cry.

And if the eyes of the Lord are upon you, you are never alone.

Remember…Our identity is not in the eyes of our abusers. Our identity is in the eyes of our God.

In Him,


2 thoughts on “Alone

  1. Ahh, such lovely words. Well done! I love how you pointed out that loneliness is sad, but solitude can be a joyous thing.

    The body really needs all the different parts in order to be a proper body. It would be a terrible thing, but somewhat funny, if we were all arms with no legs or all hands and no feet.

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