Alone
It was late.
I was lonely.
I called my brother.
And we talked.
And that was nice.
We talked
about things
and stuff
and all that.
But as I was talking
and as I was listening
another part of me
simultaneously
was realizing
that although I was reaching out
trying to connect
through distance and space and time (another time zone)
and the miracle that all that really is
I realized that
I was trying to avoid being alone.
To stave off loneliness.
But I couldn’t.
Because
really
I
actually
am
all
alone.
We all are.
All Alone.
Right now. In the end.
Here. Then.
Always.
Alone.
When we stand before our maker.
When we weep at night in no one’s arms.
When our heart warms at our kid’s smile.
When our heart breaks at love rejected.
We are
all
alone.
Alone.
It is the plight of man.
The human condition.
No,
I don’t mean this to be a song to depression.
An ode to sadness.
(Really, sadness is not the same as being alone anyway. And being alone doesn’t have to be depressing.)
But it is truth.
And sometimes
truth
is hard.
And I believe maybe God needs us to know
that even if
we are alone
(which we all are
alone)
that He is enough.
He keeps us from being lost
in our solitude.
But we are accountable to Him alone. (As in, no one is accountable with us or for us.)
No blame shifting.
So
alone
really is what we are
ultimately.
And that probably means
that I better figure out exactly how this
alone thing
really works.
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4 Comments
nikkie
thanks for this.
sometimes alone is right where i am. maybe not alone in a physical way (that's not possible with a house full of kids and a busy husband), but in other ways.
and yet, He's right there. you are right about that for sure.
i'm fairly sure alone is right where He wants us.
Cindy
Mark and I were just talking about this in the past few days….how even though we walk this life out with others, we essentially walk it alone….we alone are responsible for each choice we make….we can't pass the blame along when we are standing before the Father. Yet, how sweet and comforting to know that He has, is and will walk EVERY single step with me and how sad to think that there are those who do not know that comfort. I'm ever thankful that he has given us one other to walk out life with though, so He can touch us through each other.
Cindy
Oops! This should read "one another" not "one other" ;0)
grandma sandy
Love it. Truth put into beautiful words. 🙂