Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Alone

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Cee has given us a great photo challenge this week with the word alone!

http://ceenphotography.com/2013/12/10/cees-fun-foto-challenge-alone/

My blogging time over the last two months  has been extremely limited and I have had to curtail my writing to about 10 minutes daily (it’s good  I had a bunch of material written ahead).  That said this topic was so good I just couldn’t pass it up; So I have managed to carve out a few spare minutes to create a new picture post from the topic.

"Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been, Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father Mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near. Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there What does he care? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Nobody came Father Mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people) Where do they all come from? All the lonely people (ah, look at all the lonely people) Where do they all belong?" John Lennon, Paul MCCartney

“Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?…
 John Lennon, Paul MCCartney

Father Mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near. Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there What does he care? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people  John Lennon, Paul MCCartney

Father Mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people…
John Lennon, Paul MCCartney

The idea of  being alone communicates sadness and even fear to many people. Yet in a certain sense we are never alone. Jesus said, ” I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.” Ma 28:20 KJV

So if we choose to acknowledge Christ’s presence being alone transforms itself from a lack to an advantage…the power of one, if you will.

“I learned that in each of us there burns a flame of independence that must never be allowed to go out. That as long as it exists within us we cannot be destroyed.”  ― Bryce Courtenay, The Power of One

“I learned that in each of us there burns a flame of independence that must never be allowed to go out. That as long as it exists within us we cannot be destroyed.”
― Bryce Courtenay, The Power of One

That stubborn streak many of us call independence (which I really think is best displayed as a cooperative dependence on God) is what makes aloneness a power rather than a weakness.
Don’t get me wrong. You won’t find a bigger advocate for the necessity of community but when it comes right down to it there are certain places you can only go alone.
Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying. Martin Luther

Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.
Martin Luther

Ultimately it is in these alone places, where we discover ourselves separated from all other human comapnionship, that we find out just how much we have come to rely on the One solitary life that was given so we might never truly walk alone.

One Solitary Life He was born in an obscure village  The child of a peasant woman  He grew up in another obscure village  Where he worked in a carpenter shop  Until he was thirty  He never wrote a book  He never held an office  He never went to college  He never visited a big city  He never travelled more than two hundred miles  From the place where he was born  He did none of the things  Usually associated with greatness  He had no credentials but himself  He was only thirty three  His friends ran away  One of them denied him  He was turned over to his enemies  And went through the mockery of a trial  He was nailed to a cross between two thieves  While dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing  The only property he had on earth  When he was dead  He was laid in a borrowed grave  Through the pity of a friend  Nineteen centuries have come and gone  And today Jesus is the central figure of the human race  And the leader of mankind's progress  All the armies that have ever marched  All the navies that have ever sailed  All the parliaments that have ever sat  All the kings that ever reigned put together  Have not affected the life of mankind on earth  As powerfully as that one solitary life  Dr James Allan © 1926.

One Solitary Life
He was born in an obscure village
The child of a peasant woman
He grew up in another obscure village
Where he worked in a carpenter shop
Until he was thirty
He never wrote a book
He never held an office
He never went to college
He never visited a big city
He never travelled more than two hundred miles
From the place where he was born
He did none of the things
Usually associated with greatness
He had no credentials but himself
He was only thirty three
His friends ran away
One of them denied him
He was turned over to his enemies
And went through the mockery of a trial
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves
While dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing
The only property he had on earth
When he was dead
He was laid in a borrowed grave
Through the pity of a friend
Nineteen centuries have come and gone
And today Jesus is the central figure of the human race
And the leader of mankind’s progress
All the armies that have ever marched
All the navies that have ever sailed
All the parliaments that have ever sat
All the kings that ever reigned put together
Have not affected the life of mankind on earth
As powerfully as that one solitary life
Dr James Allan © 1926.

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