A Young Heart, An Old Soul

A Young Heart,
          An Old Soul

I think that I may have the world fooled. Most people think I am much more social than I truly am. Much more extroverted. Much more dependent. And probably, much more blonde. Though I suppose that all of these descriptions hold some validity, I find that in truth, I am quite different. You see, it’s a Friday night and I’m alone in my apartment with Pride and Prejudice on in the background and my blanket wrapped around me tightly. By choice. Nights like these, I would choose over many things- and being with my family or a few close friends would come in at the close second.

As I watch Pride and Prejudice tonight, I find myself jealous. Not over the romance and love from Mr. Darcy for Elizabeth (though a bit, yes…!); but rather, jealous of the s l o w n e s s  of life. The quietness. The letters. The fact that even though they may have sat bored for hours, they sat for hours nonetheless. And while sitting for hours in one another’s company, they didn’t feel socially inept or lazy. 

There is an element of freedom that I long to know- an element of freedom that is lacking in this day and age, and especially in western culture. While I stand immensely grateful for modern day comforts and ease, I stand equally troubled by the quickness of society.

Oh how I love to just sit at the feet of the Lord.

Whenever I merely sit with others doing “nothing” for longer than a few hours, both parties involved inevitably begin to feel like losers. But sitting with Jesus is different. He is the only one that I feel completely blessed, honored, and valued by when I do nothing but sit with Him. I know that as humans we were made to labor, be productive, and interact with others; but, we were also made to rest and to just…be. 

Though I feel as though the world has become almost incapable of finding this rest consistently, I am thankful that I find this true rest with the Lord often. In life, we have to plan to have vacations six months in advance- that’s the only way that we feel good about “doing nothing.” It’s timed. It’s infrequent. It’s controlled. With the Lord, I just stop anytime, all of the time, and it seems like the most important thing that I could be doing.

Being alone on a Friday night with my true Love doesn’t make me feel empty; but rather, lucky.  

 

And He said to them, "Come away by yourselves to a lonely place and rest a while." For there were many people coming and going, and they did not even have time to eat. (Mark 6:31)

The righteous man perishes, and no man takes it to heart; And devout men are taken away, while no one understands. For the righteous man is taken away from evil, He enters into peace; They rest in their beds, Each one who walked in his upright way. (Isaiah 57:1-2)