Alone is a word, it is a state of being.
It is most commonly understood as being without anyone, but alone can be experienced, felt in a crowd of thousands. Alone is more a state of one’s mind, one’s heart, than the absence of others.
At this point in my life to be alone in my house is pure delight! And a rare one too. At the same time, for me to be alone in a public place is also a delight … not a soul asking anything of me, just time for myself and my own thoughts.
But, often, alone is synonymous for lonely, a sense, awareness or knowledge of an absence of something or someone.
I remember, as a young girl, my grandmother adjusting to the absence of her husband, after losing his battle with cancer. She was lonely, alone. Even many years later, near the end of her own earthly life, she would say that she never felt more alone than when she would come home to an empty house.
Ever felt alone? Or, for the male among us, ever thought you were alone (there is a great debate in our house that the females ‘feel’ while the males ‘think’ … let me tell you, there are many examples of the males in our household not thinking … just sayin’).
We have all experienced the sadness of alone. We have all experienced the absence, the void, the sense that something is missing, absent, gone.
But, even when the loneliness of being alone is felt right down to the core of our being, we are never truly alone.
There is one “who sticks closer than a brother” (Proverbs 18:24).
“God is striding ahead of you. He’s right there with you. He won’t let you down; he won’t leave you” (Deuteronomy 31:6).
Even when it seems as though we are alone, we are never truly alone.
(an interesting story behind this song can be read at The Huffington Post)
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