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don’t like crowds. I don’t like shopping either, if there is a crowd of people. I don’t do Black Friday shopping. Too many people. I can even have a panic attack being at a ladies retreat – with a crowd of women, not knowing where I fit in or who to sit with.
And, sometimes at home, it can also seem like there’s a crowd. It can be one of those days when the kids have tattled one too many times, the phone has rung one too many times with either no one there or some soliciting calls . . . .the kids are still tattling . . . the Awana book is still missing along with the youngest’s glasses (again) and now, instead of the kids tattling . . . they are yelling the other child’s offenses real loud so I can hear them. Calgon take me away is not far enough away. There’s a crowd in this house and I need some time ALONE! (Yes, you can send me to time out – alone somewhere!)
[A]nd great crowds gathered to hear him and to be healed of their infirmities.
But He would withdraw to desolate places and pray.
No, I do not feed crowds like Jesus did – but sometimes five kids can seem like 5000 pressing in on me when the winter has dragged on and the kids need to run as much as I need ALONE. An escape to my bedroom with no banging on the door, or mama can I come in; where are you mama, or can I have a snack for just 20 minutes, sounds like an escape. A weekend away to a cabin or hotel, alone, sounds wonderful too! It certainly was not that Jesus did not like the crowd of people. He loved them beyond measure. But He too needed space. He knew He was going to die for them. But He needed time away, alone, to pray and be with His Father.
I am learning to feel not guilty for wanting and needing time alone, from my mini crowd, that it is ok, to go to my room to read, alone, to pray, alone, to just breath, alone!
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