“Our motive for writing is simply this: We want you to enjoy this, too. Your joy will double our joy!” 1,2,3 John 1:4
Years ago, when for a brief time I was separated from my husband, I thought it was the beginning of everything I wanted–mostly freedom. What I didn’t realize is how incomplete I became as a single person. The night I came home after a big event, I was tired, but full of the spirit and as joy-filled as I had been in months. But, when I walked through the doors, the walls didn’t embrace me in my joy, they didn’t respond to my needs to share how I felt. It was this experience that made me realize being single was not what I wanted after all.
Now, eleven years later, I am experiencing the same embrace-free walls. I find it difficult to want to be home during the evenings. Yesterday, it rained, and my world was gray for awhile. I pray with time, I will find joy in the quiet days in my home. If it’s God’s will, perhaps I won’t be alone forever. I’d be happy to once again experience the joyful noise of another person (or persons).
Some people do well alone. I’ve decided that as an extrovert, I am not one of them.
Lord, give me joy as you reveal the life you have designed for me. Amen.