This post has been percolating in me the past few days. Bits and pieces come to me as I think about isolation and suffering. What happens if we suffer alone? Does it matter? Make a difference? Indicate a tinge of our own significance?
Job suffered alone.
Yes, he had his wife and his well-meaning friends, but in the depth of his pain, he felt abandoned. Not one soul seemed to understand. Not one person shouldered his grief fully.
We live in the world of Facebook, Twitter, and texting. At any moment of the day, we can be virtually surrounded by "friends." But we are a lonely people. We crave community. We do not want to suffer alone.
And yet, sometimes God calls us to a journey that feels scary and isolated. Why? I'm not intelligent enough to understand the heart or mind of the Almighty. But I can say I've grown deep roots during loneliness. And I've found more and more of Jesus in those forsaken places.
In Job 26, Job recounts the greatness of God, how other than us He is. He rebukes and the world trembles. He quiets the waters with a word. Be fascinated by the way this chapter ends:
"By His breath the heavens are cleared; His hand has pierced the fleeing serpent. Behold these are the fringes of His ways; And how faint a word we hear from Him! But His mighty thunder, who can understand?" (13-14, NASB).
We serve a powerful, surprising God. And if we suffer patiently and with faith, we'll begin to catch the fringes of His ways.
But what's the point of suffering? Are we like Job, suffering to prove our integrity? Why go through all that? Why alone?
One answer comes from a favorite book, When God Weeps by Joni Earekson Tada. She writes of her good friend John who suffers from a debilitating illness. And mostly, he suffers alone:
"God's purpose is to teach millions of unseen beings about Himself; and we are a blackboard upon which God is drawing lessons about Himself for the benefit of angels and demons. God gets glory every time the spirit world learns how powerful His everlasting arms are in upholding the weak. They learn it is God who permeates every fiber of John's being with perseverance. My friend's life is not a waste. Although not many people seem to care, someone--a great many someones--care more than John can imagine. John's life does something else. It disgusts Satan. The trust John shows God drives the Devil up a wall." (p. 108).
I gain perspective when I read and re-read this passage. Our suffering, even if it's completely alone, matters. Our praise in the midst of pain means something. It deals a blow to the Enemy of our Souls. It testifies to the angels that God is strong when we are weak and needy.
If you suffer alone today, consider deeply these words. God sees. He sees you. Even if you feel completely bereft of relationships, if you are friendless or some sort of pariah. He knows. He suffered in like manner on the cross. Disrobed, disgraced, and bloodied, He cried the agonizing cry, forsaken by friends, lost to the Father in a holy moment. He's been there. He'll meet you in the lonely, shattered places.
I know because I've been there before. Like Job, I've looked back in retrospect in those dark, lonely moments and said these words:
"I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees You" (Job 42:5).
Suffering alone changes our vision. We may have heard God in the past, but through the crucible of suffering, we see God. See Him! And suddenly the crying in the dark feels like a part of the journey toward knowing Him in an entirely new way. Not only do we shake the heavenlies when we praise through our trials, we move from hearing to seeing the Almighty.
If you are suffering alone today, take heart. Praise Him in the midst of the darkness. Praising God while the tumult swirls is great spiritual warfare. And wait in anticipation for the day you see God more clearly.
The lonely journey is worth it. It is.








9 comments:
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3, 4
Mary, This is an excellent post and resounds with my heart and experience. It is the blessings of God that I've found in deepest, darkest moments of life that have really caused me to see Him more closely, know Him more intimately and love Him more completely. He sees!
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I hope this finds you doing well. I look forward to reading through the blog and seeing what's going on with you.
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Cathy
Mary,
Thanks for writing this post. It's filled with Truth and Light. I went through a specific season of suffering alone (I was married w/ 2 children at the time) but God wanted to bring me through something alone. I can say by the end of that time, alone was probably the last thing I felt b/c of His grace and mercy.
(How funny another Wendy my age posted the first comment w/ one of my favorite verses). :D
Thanks for this, Mary. Lately, I pretty much always feel this way. I think I've felt this way most of my life.
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But Jesus is with me. That's all that matters.
Mary, Right now, there are so many hurting people, whether Christian or non, that it breaks my heart. I can only imagine what it does to God's heart.
The Lord is reaching out to these precious ones through beautiful and touching pieces such as this. He nudged me to write something similar in the post I just put up. I know God seeks to bring them the peace that they so desperately seek.
Thank you for another wonderful post. I always love reading your writings. May the Lord bless you!
One time, during a congregational prayer, our pastor said something like this: "If we could hear, as You do, the hurts of all the people just in this room, it would be as loud as the sound of grass growing." I think of that so often--the sound of grass growing must be deafening to God.
Mary,
I have written before about my past and it still seems to haunt me:(
I know Jesus is all that matters but it seems like the world is all about "friends".
When you feel lonely in a crowded room the silence is deafing....my only hope is Jesus.
Great Post!
Renee
Renee,
That's so true, but may He provide you with a genuine friend this year.
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