Though I am lonely, I am never alone
I paced, attempting to catch my breath and get my body back
to equilibrium after a well needed night run/walk on this weirdly warm “fall”
night. I could feel my shins splinting
so I stretched each leg and arm, shook out my body and turned to go back into
my apartment, shower, and catch up on homework and sleep. Suddenly, the wind
caught my attention and literally put up a barrier between me and the front
door. I stopped abruptly, turned around and noticed the swing as it gently
waved at me to come take a load off. I moved quickly to the swing with the warm
breeze blowing through my body and immediately felt calm. I sat down and
scanned the perimeter expecting someone, anyone, to approach me forgetting what
time it really was.
I sat. Two picnic tables; a trash can; a grill and bucket
for hot coals; and a swinging bench where my feet were planted. Sunday had been
full, just as the previous days winding down to the end of my undergraduate
career. I went out with the intension of being by myself, thinking, preparing
for the noisy week ahead, praying and spending quiet time with Jesus while he
pushed me to run/walk as hard as I could. I didn’t want to interact with
anything or anyone but little did I know I would be in communication and
interaction with everything around me.
The night was warm cool and the wind carried leaves all
across the lot. Finally I closed my eyes and just swung. In that moment I allowed
myself to step across the threshold from the everyday busy monotony into the
peaceful interaction of my surroundings that spoke louder than any professor,
or friend directly in front of me. At every angle there were trees swaying to
the jazz-like melodies of the wing. The leaves danced and the American flag
snapped along too. The wind was even urging me to get up and do a little jig
but instead I let my thoughts dance away with the leaves. The moon and stars
were in attendance too as the spotlight on our dance floor.
Earlier in the week I had struggled with truly being alone.
I was suffering with the ongoing battle in my head of wanting to be by myself
but also needing to be with people. As I sat I thought about those rough couple
of nights before and like the calmest arm of comfort around me came the phrase
“though I am lonely, I am never alone”. There
is always someone or something with you or longing for your attention in a way
that says I have never left you. Lately, that thing longing for my attention
was people but tonight it was God. I felt that he longed for me to stop and
enjoy the dance floor right in front of me. He wanted me to see the trees; hear
the wind howling; feel the breath of the earth blowing; and be underneath the
spotlight of the moon and stars. It took all of that.
For the longest, most enjoyable 37 minutes of any day I
danced with the wind, trees and leaves underneath the moons glow; with the
creator of it all.
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