It seems that sometimes God stops us in our tracks and fills us with the deafening thunder of loneliness. Real-time, raw, gritty loneliness.
You don’t have anyone your age at church to talk with. You emailed your mentor but she’s too busy to reply. You feel trapped and stressed with conditions at work and have no one safe to talk it through with you.
Many times, loneliness is God’s invitation. It’s when He stills you enough so that you can hear Him saying “Press hard into Me. Can you tell Me about it? I call the stars out by name and I know your feelings of isolation and I’m big enough to take what you’re feeling.”
The wonder of this invitation is that we can never ask too much of Him. We can never confide in Him too much, or ask for His presence too often. We don’t even have to articulate the Sehnsuht in our soul, but only breathe “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,” and He understands what’s underneath the breaths.
Loneliness drives us all to different places—self-soothing to forget the ache, a stranger’s arms or fantasy for comfort, hard work or delirious pleasure to distract, stoicism or denial to appear strong and not-needy.
But as long as we stay strong and distracted and numb, we will never experience the fullness and depth and width of God’s comfort and companionship, which is the truest, deepest intimacy He created for us.
And Jesus knows something about loneliness, so His words aren’t just theory. He gets it when you tell Him you’re lonely. He had no strong co-worker with whom to debrief His frustrations with people. He never knew the comfort of coming home to a woman’s warmth. For all we know, His times of solitude included hours of wordless breaths of “Father, Father, Father.”
Loneliness, the deep, dark cavern, instructs us. It tells us—when we listen—that we’re not as alone as it feels. Loneliness sharpens our sensitivity to others who hurt and smart even more acutely than we. This is a most healing, positive discovery because it lifts our eyes off ourselves and urges us to look up and out.
I had lunch one day with three women. All live in different states, all of them are married to leaders who are gifted visionaries. These women partner with their husbands to serve and pour out their lives on behalf of the Kingdom. They are intelligent and talented and full of life, and over our extended lunch, we laughed and cried and asked questions and heard each other’s stories of the past year.
What eventually came dripping out of all our eyes, in different moments and stories, was how each lady feels profoundly lonely. I was the youngest of the four, single, living in an isolated mission, and loneliness understandably goes with that package. But them? These witty, positive personalities, with attentive husbands and beautiful children?
No place or person on earth will protect anyone from isolation, misunderstanding, loneliness. The stubborn existential loneliness is a clingy cat that’s constantly underfoot and we keep kicking into it even when we think it’s gone.
While we can let loneliness work for us and follow the nudgings toward the eternal and infinite, we can also choose to stay in a dangerous no-man’s land. In that terrain, the enemy’s taunts feel completely plausible.
“You’re here because no one likes you. They don’t like you because you’re too intense, shy, emotional, boring, threatening. Look at you—who would actually enjoy you? Time you get yourself into shape like everyone else.”
When you hear these lies, your best option is to RUN. Run, gasping only for Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. He will repel the dark lies with His light and the words you need to hear.
Do you know someone who’s listening to those toxic lies? Take their hand and run with them. Run with confidence to the comfort and light of Truth. The truth is that He is never far away, and He’s always waiting to respond to your call for help. This truth frees you and lights a flame in the darkness that could suffocate you.
While everyone grapples with existential loneliness, often singles carry a pronounced, practical loneliness. It’s important to recognize this and be honest about how heavy it feels to make major decisions alone and absorb inter-personal pressures alone and go to sleep alone every night. Alone was not how we were designed to live and it makes life hard.
But many, many others are even more profoundly lonely. I think of abandoned wives, and mothers with chronically ill or handicapped family members, or women who married unwisely. I think of widows and women with unbelieving husbands and I should probably stop listing categories now because there’s many others I’m missing. Palpable loneliness can tend to overwhelm people and skew their perspective of life and God. Could it be that you can be comfort to them? That you can carry or speak or paint or bake a token of God’s presence for them?
Your loneliness can help someone else’s loneliness? Who knew! God’s economics are wonderful and nothing is ever wasted.
We carry His presence, you know. In a stroke of wild vulnerability, He put His Spirit in us to ignore or treasure at will. The Spirit is the Comforter, the One who comes along-side. He is safety and light and truth, and He tents in us. We take Him with us into our world—the world full of lies and arrows and the tears of Sehnsuht.
The Sunday school answer is still the only enduring answer. Could it be that you, carrying the treasure of Himself, are part of the answer to someone who’s crying “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus?”
15 thoughts on “The Seduction of Sehnsuht, Part II”
Wow, I needed to read this. It’s something we probably all feel at times but don’t always do well at recognizing our feelings for what they are and addressing them with honesty and intentionality. As you mentioned, often reaching out to touch someone else’s loneliness helps give perspective. It’s such a blessing to know the safety of His embrace!
Profound. A classic!
Thanks for sharing the truth!
Your first post gave me a framework for this idea, and your second went straight to my heart, down deep, where the real stuff waits. Thank you for putting this into words that are so very true.
Thanks for your affirmation, Dorcas. You know how it is to put something out there wondering if it’ll make sense to anyone else.
Oh, yes!!!!! Thank you for sharing, Anita!!! In the core of us . . . You said it so well!!! . . . Thank you!!!
Profound. Thank you, Anita.
Such a good article. Thanks, Anita!!! It touches me deeply. And sends me to the Truth💓
Beautiful! Thank you for drawing me to the one Who is Always there.
Thank you! Thanks you! I needed this…a lot! I don’t comment much on blogs but this one spoke deeply to me today. Your writings are a breath of fresh air to my heart many times. Keep writing!
Thanks for being brave and commenting when it could be easier to stay silent! So glad this connected with you.
This brought tears to my eyes and spoke straight to the core. You’ve beautifully voiced some of the exact things I am facing right now in a season of goodbyes and loneliness. Thank you for speaking out of your own loneliness to encourage others.
Goodbyes and the ensuing loneliness is always hard, hard, and there’s no easy way around it. But maybe it can be soothed a tiny bit to know you’re not ultimately alone in it. May the presence of Jesus be real to you today!
Ah, I met it first in those awkward tween years, but until now, I didn’t have a name for it. Sehnsuht, somehow that helps. Thank you.
Grreat post thank you