Alone // Five Minute Friday — 7 Comments

  1. I hear you here, Barbie! I have times when I feel the same. I *know* that I’m not alone, in my heart and in my mind. Yet, I can still feel like I’m alone. The tangible moments make a world of difference… When possible, I try to be that tangible moment to someone else in their moments of loneliness too.

  2. I know that feeling of loneliness, too. I knew it very well when Mark was unemployed. But moving so far away from my parents and brothers and their families was hard for me – still is. Even though I’ve made friends where we live now, I still have days where I feel very alone. But God. He never leaves me. <3

  3. Oh yes, I used to feel alone all the time and I too believed the lie. It seized my heart for many years. Once I gave the feeling to God, He faithfully showed me – and continually reassures me – that I am not alone. In different ways: a gentle hand hold from my son, a long hug from my eldest and a lovely note left by a friend for me to read when I wake up 🙂 🙂

  4. That Kari Jobe song is great. And yes THIS: “Even though I know that God is always with me, sometimes I just long to see the tangibleness of another’s love, care and concern toward me.” I’m parked in the #9 spot this week.

  5. Through my life, I’ve often felt alone, but never lonely. Certain experiences – ones that sear the soul – separated me from the ‘common experience’.

    Hard to care about a discussion of the Super Bowl when you keep dreaming about an entire village that was martyred.

    There is nothing wrong with Super Bowl World; Orwell said that people sleep safe in their beds every night because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

    Super Bowl World is part of those values for which I fought, and for which friends died; it’s a form of innocence that deserves preservation.

    But that action separates me, and leaves me quite alone…except for my CO, who was once…quite a while back…a carpenter in the Levant.

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