Finding Your Way through Loneliness
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Elisabeth Elliot
Elisabeth Elliot (1926-2015) was one of the most perceptive and popular Christian writers of the last century. The author of more than twenty books, including Passion and Purity, The Journals of Jim Elliot, and These Strange Ashes, Elliot offered guidance and encouragement to millions of readers worldwide. For more information about Elisabeth's books, visit ElisabethElliot.org.
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Finding Your Way through Loneliness - Elisabeth Elliot
Books by Elisabeth Elliot
A Lamp Unto My Feet
Be Still My Soul
Guided by God’s Promises
The Journals of Jim Elliot
Joyful Surrender
Keep a Quiet Heart
Made for the Journey
The Mark of a Man
Passion and Purity
Quest for Love
The Path of Loneliness
A Path through Suffering
On Asking God Why
Secure in the Everlasting Arms
Seeking God’s Guidance
The Shaping of a Christian Family
A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael
© 1988, 2001 by Elisabeth Elliot
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Spire edition published 2011
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Ebook corrections 11.15.2023
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To the memory of Katherine Morgan
Blessed are [those] whose strength is in thee,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
As they go through the valley of Baca
they make it a place of springs. . . .
They go from strength to strength.
Psalm 84:5–7 RSV
Contents
Cover
Half Title Page
Books by Elisabeth Elliot
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Preface to the Second Edition
Acknowledgments
1. The Sudden Tide
2. Fierceness and Tenderness
3. Loneliness Is a Wilderness
4. The Pain of Rejection
5. All My Desire Is before Thee
6. The Gift of Widowhood
7. Under the Same Auspices
8. Divorce: The Ultimate Humiliation
9. A Love Strong Enough to Hurt
10. Death Is a New Beginning
11. The Price Is Outrageous
12. The Intolerable Compliment
13. Married but Alone
14. Love Means Acceptance
15. A Field with a Treasure in It
16. Make Me a Cake
17. The Glory of Sacrifice
18. A Share in Christ’s Sufferings
19. A Strange Peace
20. Help Me Not to Want So Much
21. Turn Your Solitude into Prayer
22. How Do I Do This Waiting Stuff?
23. A Pathway to Holiness
24. Spiritual Maturity Means Spiritual Parenthood
25. An Exchanged Life
26. A Gate of Hope
Notes
About the Author
Back Ads
Back Cover
Preface to the Second Edition
Readers will note that this book was originally published in 1988. Some of its contents may seem a bit dated. Nevertheless I believe that the topic of loneliness is of perennial interest to all of us at every season of our lives.
It is my earnest prayer that those who tread this path may find the companionship of One who calls Himself the God of peace. May you also discover what the apostle Paul learned while he was in prison: I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength
(Phil. 4:12–13 NIV).
Elisabeth Elliot, 2001
Acknowledgments
My sincere thanks are due to those who gave permission to use their stories.
1
The Sudden Tide
It is midnight. Off the right wing of the plane the moon floods with light a vast field of clouds, like cobblestones. Inside the plane it is dark except for a few dim lights and the exit signs. The stewardess moves quietly up the aisle, taking a blanket to someone. The man and woman next to me are apparently asleep. They have been quiet for a long time. I try to fit my legs into the cramped space allotted, but they are too long. The seat is too narrow. The pillow is too small to cradle my head comfortably against the bulkhead. In spite of the deep thrum of the engines, smooth and regular, I can’t sleep.
The woman beside me moves, opens her purse, finds something, leans back again. The man stirs. Neither says anything. There is a tiny click, then a clear flame, as the man reaches to light his companion’s cigarette. I can see the outline of his hand, the knuckles and fingers, the hairs illuminated for a few seconds. The woman draws, puffs a thin column of smoke. Another click. Darkness.
Only the most ordinary of gestures, meaning almost nothing, I suppose, to them. But for me, sitting there by the window looking out again at the cold stars, it speaks of a whole world that is lost to me now. A man and a woman. Together. His hand stretched toward her to help.
I am traveling alone. I am a widow. I remember another hand—a bit bigger than the one, with fingers strong for wrestling and carpentry, dexterous for drawing, tender for caressing. I can still see the square fingernails, and how the hair grew on the back of that hand. The man it belonged to has been gone for more than a year, long enough for me to have difficulty remembering how it felt when he touched me, how it was to put my hand inside his.
I lean my forehead against the glass and a great heaving tide pours over me, drowns me—as it has done a hundred times in the past year. But there are so many so much worse off than I. I remember that. How blessed I have been, to have been a wife even for a short time. Yet, in the most unpremeditated ways, in the oddest places and for the most absurd reasons, as I’m going about my business, generally calm, ever cheerful, that sudden tide sweeps in. It’s called loneliness.
Fifteen years later I am a widow again. Most of my tears were shed before he died, as I watched cancer take him to pieces. The funeral is a celebration of joy—he is at peace, free at last from what he called his vile body.
We sing Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah,
the hymn which has (except in the newer mutilated versions) that wonderful line,
Death of Death and Hell’s Destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side.
I do not feel at all like crying—except for joy at the thought of Christ’s being the Death of Death. I did not cry at the memorial service for my first husband. It seemed very strange to onlookers, I’m sure—She must be made of concrete!
—but I am not the only one who has experienced this. It often happens that those whose loss is greatest receive the greatest share of grace, mercy, and peace. This does not mean that they never cry, of course. But they do not collapse. Those who only watch and pray and try to put themselves in the place of the bereaved find it almost unendurable. Sometimes they weep uncontrollably, for their imaginations never include the grace.
So it happens for me at the funeral. The peace given simply passes understanding, and I am borne up by those intense prayers, as if on strong wings, far above grief.
But suddenly, one day as I am pulling something from the shelf in the supermarket, the tide sweeps in and I find myself sobbing. Happily no one seems to notice. If someone should, would my explanation (My husband died three months ago
) make sense to him—here, in the supermarket?
In order to get to the hotel dining room, we have to walk past the disco bar. The noise is too loud to tell whether it’s music or what. The smoke is too thick to see who’s up there making the noise, but in the twirling mirrored lights we can see the writhing shapes on the dance floor. Male or female? I can’t always tell by their dress. They’re not touching. Their hands are moving back and forth in the air in front of them, their bodies gyrating, shaking, grinding. Occasionally one bumps a shoulder to remind another that he/she has a partner. A knot of men stands near the door. Four women sit sideways on bar stools, legs generously displayed, elbows on the bar, hands drooping over the rims of glasses, eyes ceaselessly scanning the room. There is loneliness in their eyes, the acute loneliness one senses, seeking one soul who might be an answerer.
It’s Saturday night. It’s where the singles come in this cow-town west of the Mississippi.
We (a third husband and I) pause, watch the scene for a minute, go on by. We sit in the dining room, thankful for quiet, thankful that we need not join the lonely crowd. We have each other, and it’s for life (a longer one this time, please God).
Why do they come? It can’t possibly be for the food or for what passes for music. They haven’t got dates. They are lonely hunters. What else do you do in Cowtown, or in New York, on a Saturday night—if you’re lonely?
In Toronto, for example, according to an article in an airline magazine, we learn that there are other options. You can join a singles club, call a dating service, go to a dance club or a dining club, or, if you’re into
adult education, you can sign up for something called culinary courtship,
which lets you eat a progressive dinner every six weeks, with each of four courses consumed at a different table with five or six different faces. If you want to lay out $695, you can buy six introductions to members of the opposite (or, according to your preference,
the same) sex and be taught how to act, dress, and talk in can’t-miss ways to lure them. For a cool $1,000 you can get your name on a list that gives you a chance (not a guarantee) to be called by the Rich and Famous, i.e., men who make $100,000 or more (the article did not define Famous).
In Birmingham a hostess pairs her party guests and has a uniformed guard handcuff them together for the entire evening. They had to swim and eat and do everything (except visit the restroom) together,
she reported, but it never resulted in any permanent couplings.
Near our home in Massachusetts, an enormous grocery emporium is sponsoring Singles Nights when the unattached can shop for food and each other. They call it the Meet Market.
The Personals columns of newspapers and magazines are a measure of the desperation men and women feel in their loneliness.
What is to be done with loneliness?
2
Fierceness and Tenderness
There is an answer, I believe, to the question asked at the end of the first chapter. But first we need to go back to the beginnings of things.
Paul Tillich, in The Eternal Now, writes,
Being alive means being in a body—a body separated from all other bodies. And being separated means being alone. This is true of every creature, and it is more true of man than of any other creature. He is not only alone; he also knows that he is alone. . . . This aloneness he cannot endure. Neither can he escape it. It is his destiny to be alone and to be aware of it. Not even God can take this destiny away from him.1
When God created the world, He saw each thing that He made as good. But when He made man, He saw that it was not good