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Nothing distinct about her, nothing to give away the truth.

She sits surrounded by people and still feels alone. The emptiness of solitude is deafening to her ears even in the noisiness of a party. She wonders if all her friends really know her, if they see past this shell of a person to what makes up her heart, her spirit, her soul. She questions if friendship and love reach beyond what she can offer to those who promise their companionship. Are there conditions to the camaraderie, to the love? Must she always be “enough” for them for fear that she will lose them?

She’s felt the depth of loneliness overtake her heart so many times. She’s cried in the darkness because of the pain. She’s questioned so many times if she is even worthy of love, if she is worthy of anything. She’s longed for relief, for comfort, for tenderness. She’s begged, she’s pleaded and yet relief seems just out of her reach. The walls close in and she feels so alone.

She’s heard the words, “you’re pretty” but wonders if she will ever hear “you’re beautiful”. She wonders if love will ever find her. Will anyone ever love her with all that she is? Will she be found in pleasure? Will someone desire her heart? Is she destined to walk alone forever? Will loneliness always be a part of her life?

She knows she has to be the only one who feels this way.

She’s every girl you’ve ever known.

She may even be you.

She is certainly me.


Nothing distinct about him, nothing to give away the truth.

He is surrounded by many yet is still alone. Many think they know him, many think they see him, but do they see who he really is? Do they look past the outer shell and see the heart, the soul, the mission? Even his closest friends do not understand. It isn’t for trying, but they can’t seem to grasp who he is. Is he loved for only what he can do? Is he admired by the masses for his talents, for his work, but not for his heart?

He’s felt the loneliness overtake him. The depth and weight of the burden he carries. He’s sought counsel, sought comfort, but the path is laid before him and he must walk it alone. In moments meant for solitude, for renewal, he’s found only temptation and pain. He knows that those who say they love him will only fail him. That pain is distinct and leads to more loneliness. He cries for relief, for a way out, but none comes. This is why he is here.

Will she return his love? Can she see how much he cares? Does she hear his voice? Does she feel his tenderness, his heart, his desire to know her, to love her? Will she let him walk beside her? Will she reach out and take his hand? Will rejection be all that he knows?

He came to feel this way, he came to feel.

He’s not every guy you’ve ever known.

He’s only one man.

The only man who can know completely what she feels, the only one who can hear her heart, who has felt every emotion, every pain, who is all too knowledgeable about her fears and her hurting.

The only One who can be both man and God. The only one who can know the loneliness she experiences, who has struggled with the same feelings and thoughts. And yet the only one who can offer the cure for that loneliness, who can offer the unconditional love and relationship that will guarantee she is never truly alone.


She is every girl.
He is the One.

She searches for someone.
He waits for her.

And when she finds Him . . . . . . .

the loneliness fades away

she is known by the One

she is not alone


For we do not have a high priest (Christ) who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet was without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4: 15-16