When You Feel The Most Alone

Loneliness screams. It is not a silent, sneaky thing that gradually envelops you over time. You can think that you are happy, that you are doing well, and then loneliness begins its shrill keening.

Loneliness suffocates. You celebrate your freedom, you breathe it in like fresh air, and then loneliness crushes the air from your lungs.

Loneliness stifles. You love who you are, you feel secure and passionate about your future. You are unafraid of the path that lies before you. But loneliness takes hold and convinces you that you are not enough alone. That part of you is missing and if you don’t find that missing piece, you will never be fulfilled.

Loneliness is a monster in the dark, a shroud to cover your still living form. It stalks through your life and tells you that there’s nothing for you here.

The lies Loneliness tells….

The lies Loneliness tells sound true. Truer than anything you have ever heard or known.

But there is One who sticks closer than a brother. One who was willing to lay down His life on your behalf. One who sings a sweet song of deliverance over you, who waits to comfort you in the dark. One who says that you are enough. Right now. As you are. One who sees you, flaws and all, and loves you still.

How do I know? Because I have been there. I still have moments when I find myself there again. I feel the agonizing pain of loneliness; I’ve struggled with wondering if I really can ever be enough on my own. I have woken alone from terrors in the night and longed for arms that could hold me close, and a voice that could tell me that things would be okay.

I won’t say that God’s grace removes all my pain. I won’t say that the sacrifice Jesus made makes me feel so incredibly complete that I don’t ever fear being alone. I won’t pretend that I never have doubts.

But it’s not because God’s grace is not enough. It’s not that the sacrifice Jesus made did not finish its work. It’s that God created me human. It’s that it’s not good for man to be alone. We were designed for companionship, and designed to long for that companionship.

So when Loneliness rears its ugly head, I lift mine. I am a child of the King, and I am who He says I am. I am enough. I am beautiful, and fun, and compassionate. And most of all, I am not alone. I may not hear His voice or feel His touch, but I know that He is there. And I know His shoulders are strong enough to carry my burdens.

He can do the same for you. He can show you that your worth is far more valuable than rubies or the finest gold. But it’s up to you. God won’t force His love on you. But I guarantee you that He is there, waiting with arms flung wide; waiting for you to run to Him.

Will you take a chance on Him?

What do you have to lose?