The Days of Loneliness (23.5.10)

“The days of loneliness are visited on man.

The days of loneliness combat the times of busyness,

                                                  the times of high activity,

                                                  the times when all the hours are fleeting,

                                                                 when all the days are shortened with insufficient hours.

The days of loneliness are each separated,

                                    are not crowded all together,

                                    are not intended to depress.

The days of loneliness are remindful of friends not visited,

                                                           of letters not written,

                                                           of greetings not extended.

The days of loneliness are dispelled with a bloom before a garden,

                                                          with a cloud before the wind,

                                                          with the water before the moonlight,

                                                          with a beach before the sea.

The days of loneliness are shattered by a knock upon a door,

                                                          by footsteps on a path,

                                                          by a ringing of a network.

The days of loneliness bring out the memories of the visits,

                                                                           of the travels in the sun,

                                                                           of the laughter of the children at a party full of glee.

The days of loneliness encourage a glance at a book,

                                                      a determination to go and do,

                                                      a quest for a renewal of a friendship,

                                                      a day spent with a child of value.

The days of loneliness can become a day of joy,

                                                         a day of footprints on the grass,

                                                         a day of hugs with a family of descent.

The days of loneliness can dissipate with activities of youthfulness,

                                     can dissipate with love which carries sacrifice,

                                     can dissipate with the overcoming of inertia which waits upon a chair.

The days of loneliness are put there as a time to share,

                                                          as a time to accept an invitation,

                                                          as a time to take something on a plate which appeals the eyes,

                                                                                                                   the nose,

                                                                                                                   the mouth.

The days of loneliness are put there as a time to be a blessing,

                                                          as a time to offer help,

                                                          as a time to lend a listening ear.

The days of loneliness are not for drawing of the curtains,

                                                 for shrinking from a contact,

                                                 for eschewing past companionships,

                                                 for standing in such solitude where tears flow from the eyes.

The days of loneliness can have the fruitfulness of the intent of God.

The days of loneliness can be exhibited as a day of grace in action.

The days of loneliness can be seen as the days when man can grow,

                                                             the days when his freewill can secure a choice

                                                             the days when a jewel can be added to a new found gown of life.

The days of loneliness are a misnomer of a condition of the mind.

The days of loneliness really cannot be.

        For the days of loneliness evaporate -

               as mist struck by the sunlight -

                     when understanding seeps into the soul of man:

                              for as My word confirms,

                                   ‘Lo,

                                          I am with you always,

                                                  even to the end of the age.’ ”