On our journey, I believe Jesus desires us to be our authentic, child-of-God selves.
Language… has created the
word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has
created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone.
We just completed two wonderful months of travel. In May we drove from Florida to Virginia for the Virginia Festival of the Book. Along the way we met friends and relatives, ate dinners out, dinners in, had
thoughtful and stimulating conversations, and wandered the museums and streets of Washington D.C.
I spoke about my kids’ books and led lively classroom activities with fourth – sixth graders in Charlottesville, Virginia. Great fun.
Along the way my senses were filled to overflowing with the early blooms of every flowering tree the South has to offer. They showed off their purple, pink, white and yellow flowers as if they were flower girls in an endless wedding procession.
We were home a few weeks and left for California for a three week visit with our son, his wife, and two little girls. During that time I did everything from bake cookies, go on field trips, cuddle every morning with a three- year-old, delight in the cleverness of a seven-year-old, and have cheese and a glass of wine with my husband, our son and his wife in their back yard at the end of busy days.
I met many wonderful women who gathered together for seminars and retreats and were eager to hear how much Jesus loves, equips and empowers them.
From then on to Washington for more seminars and time with family.
During all that time, my senses were filled with the glories of the Bay area and the thousand greens of Washington dotted with colorful rhododendrons.
Those were rich and wonderful times and my heart is filled. So many thanks to express. So many memories to hold dear. So many words to fill the book of my heart.
But now is a time for solitude. That precious time to delight in trust given. For love expressed. For shared stories. For generous words. For friendships that go back forever. And for the joy of being alone but not lonely.
But, unfortunately, I must hurry and do this, because the solace of solitude doesn’t last long! Life seems to interrupt.
Ruth Vander Zee
Author of WOMAN MEETS JESUS
Journey of Faith