“Then Jesus went with them to a garden called Gethsemane and told his disciples, “Stay here while I go over there and pray.” Matthew 26:36
When a friend asked me if I’d like to meet up for lunch next week, I began my response, “Sounds fun. Let me check with …,” and then I caught myself… I don’t need to check with anyone but my calendar. For over fifty years, I gave Glen the courtesy of at least checking his schedule before committing to something I’d be doing alone.
It has been nearly seven months since being alone, and I still think in “we” or “us.” I find myself referring to Glen inadvertently when I say “We have work to do in the yard…” But it’s getting easier to think single, and I must admit I don’t mind not having to ask anyone if it’s okay if I want to visit my daughters or go to an overnight retreat. Being unattached is not that great in a couple’s world. I would prefer to be “accountable” to someone besides God.
I think of Jesus—a single man—who seemed content in his life. He had his twelve close friends and allies and a host of friends. He didn’t have to ask for permission to go or do anything. But he did ask the disciples to stay close by while he prayed in the garden of Gethsemane.
Lord, help me walk the road of transition with you and know that I’m not alone. Amen.