When it comes to extroverts, I am an extreme example. Even when I’m not with people, I’m doing something to occupy my mind and surroundings with someone or something else—TV shows, social media, books, the list goes on and on. I recently discovered that I am actually terrified of solitude. As depressing as it sounds, I hate myself when it’s quiet. I hate the overwhelming echoes of who I am and who I’m not, of all the things I do wrong and all the things I don’t have the courage to do at all—silence resounds with all the ways I don’t measure up.
But solitude is not meant to be this at all. It’s a beautiful way for the Lord to speak, and for us to hear Him in ways we’ve never allowed him or desired him to do before. We associate solitude with loneliness and scary silence, but the Lord speaks in the stillness more than anything else. Read more