There are times in life when we feel like no one can relate. We feel like we are on a life raft in the middle of the ocean with no help in sight. Not only is it lonely, but it can be scary.
Personally, I have been struggling with loneliness as of late. Motherhood can be very isolating at times. Yes, at the end of the day, mothers and parents can all relate to each other in some form, but how often do we get to reach out and make those connections?
Similar to when I worry, when I feel lonely I love to throw pity parties. The last few weeks have been tough – there are seasons like that. I think to myself, stay-at-home mothers have other stay-at-home mothers to relate to. Homeschooling moms have other homeschooling moms and working moms have other working moms. While I am a working mom, there are periods where I feel that other working moms can’t even relate. We’re not exactly breaking new ground here, but in the middle of Amish Country in central Pennsylvania, it is still pretty uncommon for the wife to be the breadwinner. So there I am, hanging out in my life raft with no sign of dry land.
After a day of craziness at work, I come home to my sweet little ones while my husband heads to work. The exhaustion has already set in, but dinner must be made, laundry must be washed, toys must be played with, and children must be rocked to sleep. It’s that endless cycle of feeling like you have accomplished nothing with your day while simultaneously doing everything. I try – and fail -not give my husband my leftovers. Yet, there is not much left of me when he gets home. He rarely gets the best of me and it breaks my heart.
I know that others feel this way as well. I know that I am not alone and I wouldn’t have to look far to find someone else who could grab me by the shoulders and say, “I get it!!!” That’s what we long for, isn’t it? Some sort of validation that we are not the only one out there treading water and to say it’s okay to tread water every once in a while because before we know it we will be swimming to shore. We feel that if someone else can confirm the same feelings, then maybe we aren’t failing after all. It doesn’t have to be loneliness – it can be anything. Raising a child with special needs, working and going to school, moving to a new area and starting over – these are all things that can be incredibly isolating.
Thankfully, I have a Savior who can relate to everything. Christ came to earth as a baby so that he could experience life from birth to death and literally walk in our shoes. He ‘gets’ it. In fact, I believe that no one has experienced loneliness on the same level that Jesus did. He was and is the only man who has lived a perfect life – He never sinned. That had to have been incredibly isolating at times. His own disciples, who were closer to Him than anyone, didn’t even ‘get’ Him. They didn’t fully understand who He was until after He was crucified and resurrected
In my seasons of loneliness, nothing comforts me like the knowledge that my Savior gets me. The One who holds my life in His hands, knows me like no other. He knows you, too. He knows the cry of your heart. He knows what season of life you are going through. He is waiting and willing to come along beside you so that you never have to feel alone and isolated. Give it all to the One who gets you.