Literally as I was writing this, the day before Thanksgiving, I saw a man on the subway platform embracing a pole like it was his lover. I know the feeling.
Take heart (I am speaking to myself when I write this). You are not alone.
There's hundreds of others in the same spot as you. But seriously! There's a collective longing, ache. I can't tell you how many singles I have bonded with in the city over the simple craziness of dating!
So, as I was contemplating my choices in this hour I realized that feeling sorry for myself was not the best option. In fact, a new thought that I haven't thought in a while popped up in my head: Could this be for a purpose?
Could it be that I, the most communal of beings, have this singular desire to do something that no one else I know wants to do with me- could that be to someone's benefit? Could I be the light and love to someone else who may be in an even more worse emotional state than I?
See, the Bible says that God sets the lonely in families. For a while I used that passage as an insult of unbelief flung at my God who I believed had not fulfilled that promise. Perhaps though it's my turn to be that family for someone else.
I was touched by a story of a woman who lost her son to a senseless shooting. After that she spent her days loving on people at the same courthouse where his killer was convicted simply because she knew the weight of what they were going through.
My final thought is this: God is love. Therefore you are not alone. You have a lover with you constantly. This may sound like a cheap Christian answer to the truly broken (I know because I've been there), but if you can meditate on that for a while, you will begin to recognize it again. It says in James that his spirit jealously longs for the spirit he has placed inside of us.
