pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heavines

Loneliness beckons as a frigid moon above a bare tree. The train’s whistle at midnight. Loneliness greets an empty house. We feel it when we hear Blues on the radio with no one in the passenger seat. It’s being a single parent, an only child. Loneliness crosses every life, and it will cross yours.

Maybe it’s raining all over the world and you are the only one getting wet. But don’t let these days shape your attitude. God never meant for us to be alone. But lonely people fill the earth. You will pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heaviness

eel it when we hear Blues on the radio with no one in the passenger seat. It’s being a single parent, an only child. Loneliness crosses every life, and it will cross yours.

Maybe it’s raining all over the world and you are the only one getting wet. But don’t let these days shape your attitude. God never meant for us to be alone. But lonely people fill the earth. You will pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heavines

crosses every life, and it will cross yours.

Maybe it’s raining all over the world and you are the only one getting wet. But don’t let these days shape your attitude. God never meant for us to be alone. But lonely people fill the earth. You will pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heavines

. But don’t let these days shape your attitude. God never meant for us to be alone. But lonely people fill the earth. You will pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heavines

pass them in your car tomorrow or see them on the subway train. Faces staring from craters of despair.

When the heaviness of being lonely gets too much to bear, don’t turn inward upon yourself. When everything within you screams for you to isolate yourself from a world that seems so happy and full of companionship you so crave, don’t do it.

Don’t give up. You will find the one meant for you if you don’t grow weary in waiting. Everyone works with the spade of time. You are not alone in your waiting. Tomorrow may be your day. Then waiting finishes its work and loneliness passes you by.