Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed. (Mark 1:35)  Sometimes I’ll say things like, “I need to get away so I can collect my thoughts,” “get my rest” or “do my thing.” Do you know what that is? P-R-I-V-A-C-Y. Do you know what that isn’t? S-O-L-I-T-U-D-E. Solitude is separating all of me and all I want so I can get with God. Hear me, I crave moments of privacy, but honestly, my flesh doesn’t crave moments of solitude.  Jesus had moments of solitude, so did Martin Luther, Brother Lawrence, Thomas Aquinas, John the Baptist, Mother Theresa, Billy Graham.  The spiritual “giants” found small solitudes. So I’m praying for something my flesh doesn’t want but my soul is thirsting for, Solitude with the One who loves me most.

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