So Lonesome I Could Cry

I have been learning a lot lately. Father and I have been having some very good conversations about anything and everything that is on my mind. I suppose that is one good thing about having a lot of free time on your hands. The one thing that has been impressed on me lately is a loneliness that I feel from a lack of fellowship.

We have been given an extraordinary blessing of freedom in America that we often take for granted. I know that I did for most of my life. I crave being back at a club where I can get together with friends and share my heart and time with them. I miss being able to celebrate victories and share burdens with others. I miss being able to go to the grocery store, the bus station, wherever and start a conversation with someone. We have been given much in America and we will be held accountable for what we do with it (lk 12.48). I know that I will return home with a different perspective and I urge you to also seek a fresh perspective (a “long-term” view). Don’t be content to sit and consume, but get out and share what really matters. The gift we have is too precious to keep to ourselves (mt 5:16).

When you think of me and talk to your father, remember this struggle that I am facing with loneliness. I have friends here, but they are married, so I feel like a third wheel. The isolation is also compounded by the fact that I can’t express myself to the people around me on many levels. It gets a bit wearisome being laughed at because you can’t understand or constantly being pointed out for not belonging. I suppose this is just a tiny taste of what my Brother experienced when he was here.

I am looking forward to class starting back at the beginning of March and returning to routine of work. In the meantime, I am soaking up as much time with my father as I can and learning from his amazing wisdom.