Isolation is one of the cruelest things evil can do to people. It does not even have to be actual separation from people but instead emotionally. That feeling you don’t have anything to offer, so you don’t speak. Soon, you begin to believe you are not wanted, so you stop participating. The ultimate hopelessness is that you don’t feel like you matter, so you want to fade away. When you become mentally detached from all opportunities to be loved or touched, it becomes a slow, painful death on the inside. Many suffer from the silent killer of feeling all alone.
When you say your prayers tonight and many future nights, please remember those that silently suffer. It is not required for you to understand depression for you to seek God on their behalf. Satan will cause chaos in any form he can. It is our job to be God’s watchman on the wall. If you suffer from feeling secluded, call out to God. He will answer you.
And I said to the nobles, the officials, and the rest of the people, “The work is great and extensive, and we are separated on the wall far from one another. At whatever place you hear the sound of the trumpet, assemble to us there. Our God will fight for us” Nehemiah 4:19-20.
The other day, God reminded me of a story. When I was teaching in the old mission building, my classroom was the library. I loved the big tables that we could join together as we discussed God’s word. Then I had to move over to the men’s side of the building and teach in one of the classrooms. It was your standard room with conference tables. At the time, I felt the setup cold as I was way upfront from the ladies “teaching.” My director permitted me to join the tables together to make it more intimate. Since I was having trouble with my legs, she told me I could leave the tables joined together for the guys to put the room back together. She forgot to tell the guys. One day, a man came storming into my classroom and yelled at me. “You will put those tables back,” he demanded. I looked up and slowly said, “No.” He screamed again, “Yes, you will.” I again replied, “No, and if you have a problem with that answer, you can talk with my supervisor.” The look on his fa...
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