“It’s snowing!” my teenage son exclaimed as he helped my husband carry the seven-foot Douglas Fir to our truck. Snowflakes and the scent of pine needles bolstered our “Christmas spirit.”
Next morning, our rural property was a winter wonderland. I watched my husband drive away on business, leaving tire tracks down the steep driveway.
Son and I huddled indoors and enjoyed a leisure weekend. But with frigid temperatures, and no road salt or sun rays to melt our icy driveway, my “Christmas spirit” morphed into “Cabin Fever.”
Monday afternoon, I stood at the window as though I was a prisoner in solitary confinement.
With the exception of my son, who is a young man of few words, I hadn’t spoken to a soul for three days. Even Facebook friends were quiet as a mouse.
I wasn’t bored. I’d been productive. But even as an introvert, I needed me some people.
God created us for relationship. He pursues us.
Even so, God looked at Adam and said, “It is not good for man to be alone.” So He made a helpmate, a woman.
Family and Tribe are vital in the Old Testament. In the New Testament, the emphasis shifts to the adoption of believers into the Body of Christ, but there remains the need for corporate worship.
“And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another….”(Hebrews 10:24,25)
However, I don’t think the Lord intends for me to commune on Sabbath morning while “we’re assembled” and then go my separate way for six days.
I can be isolated and still read my Bible, pray, and worship the Lord.
But it’s difficult to give and receive love, comfort, encouragement, accountability, and prayer when I’m alone.
A dose of Cabin Fever reminded me of two Facebook acquaintances in desperate need of the above.
One has been in the hospital since September, and the other is confined at home. God sustains, but without community, their spirits wither like grapes on a vine.
Weary, heartsick Caregivers beg for people to reach out with cards, phone calls, or visits to show their loved one is not alone.
Perhaps it takes being alone to understand, and moved to action.
Tuesday brought warmer temperatures, and the arrival of my stalwart husband, to rescue me. Free at last, I drove to the grocery store, thankful to rub elbows with the human race.
People are flawed creatures, but I’m convinced we need one another for better or worse, in sickness and health….
What better time than the Christmas season to find a lonely person and SHOW them the love of Christ?