On friday’s, we write for five short minutes without editing and gussying the page. We spill what rises to the surface and share it, bravely with others, and we encourage. We give virtual high fives and hugs and pats on the back, sometimes, we gather in prayer too, for the broken stories, the wounded stories that sneak out when we weren’t expecting. This is Five Minute Friday, this is how we roll.
Also? I’m writing this before having my morning coffee.
God sets the lonely in families,
he leads out the prisoners with singing;
but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land. Psalm 68:6 NIV
This is all I keep thinking about as that word, lonely, runs circle in my mind.
God provides. He provides families for orphans, and food for the hungry, water for the parched and rest for the weary.
In harder seasons, it’s easy to forget this. In lonelier seasons, I’ve been known to deny these truths, to believe more in the empty than the fullness of God.
But these days, as I spend less time immersed in the chatter of the online world, and more time alone, I am finding this fullness to be the mysterious miracle of following closer after Jesus.
I thought stepping our of the constant running conversations would leave me lonely.
Instead, I’m fuller than I’ve ever been.
God sets the lonely in families, that’s the NIV translation, but the Esv uses the word home instead of family. God sets the sole (the direct translation of the greek word, lonely) in a home.
I don’t believe this means a literal home, with walls and windows and locking doors–
As we are in Him, we are home. I am never truly lonely, as long as I dwell in Christ.
God is home for the lonely.
He is the dwelling place for the hungry hearts of this world.
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