I moved to USA on July 2016 for work as a postdoctoral researcher. I was struggling alot and felt very lonely. This is especially so during my travels when seeing other travellers with companions. I felt ashamed to admit the loneliness because it implies being needy or weak. I do not like feeling weak.
It is a huge comfort and blessing knowing that Jesus himself experience ultimate loneliness even though he does not deserve to be.
“The point here is to show how our union with him is the beginning of the end of our loneliness. Jesus delights to meet us in our lonely places and give us himself. After all, he understands what it means to be lonely:
He was despised and rejected by men,
a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;
and as one from whom men hide their faces
he was despised, and we esteemed him not. – Isaiah 53:3.
People hated him while he walked this earth, and people still hate him today. Yet he continues to hold out love to his haters. He chose loneliness in order to relieve ours. Jesus took on all our loneliness at the cross, where he was left alone to die, cut off even from his beloved Father. He knows the agony of loneliness, of being utterly alone, which we hear in his cry from the cross: ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ – Matthew 27:46.
Because he was forsaken, we are not. And he fills up from himself what no person or circumstance in this life can ever fill – that aching place in our heart we call loneliness…”
– Lydia Brownback | Finding God in My Loneliness | 2017
Photo of sunset somewhere in Uluru | Northern Territory | Australia | 2015