In the movie “Wild Hogs” starring John Travolta, Martin Lawrence, William H. Moore, and Tim Allen, four city dwellers hit the road on their Harley-Davidson motorcycles for a bit of sanity and solitude.
Before leaving town, phones are tossed and smashed, with biker Woody Stevens (Travolta) telling the others that no cell phones are needed because it’s his prerogative. I can now relate to that thought having looked the word up beforehand.
I believe there are times when everyone should try disconnecting for a brief period. Several of my family and friends can’t leave their phones for one minute, claiming that they’re needed for emergency or work purposes. Who am I to question them, yet I’m thankful the same iPod leash isn’t attached to my collar.
Solitude means a lot to me—always has—going back to childhood. There are times I like to wander off by myself without tether just to think and pray. These days I especially love this blessed freedom, otherwise, I’d never get anything done, especially where writing is concerned.
The past six months, I’ve had to deal with typical over-the-hill medical issues, along with losing three good friends and a loving dog. The time to grieve means that I’ve needed to be alone more than ever. It’s not that I’ve become unsocial.
I can’t understand how anyone can put such traumatic events into perspective, with a constantly dinging or vibrating phone, blaring television, booming bass, or just being around other chitter chatter. I definitely couldn’t have.
Luke 5:16 says, But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed.
I believe at given times He needed his “space” as it’s sometimes called. I can relate to that. Havasu has many quiet and picturesque spots where I can get away for just a day. Seeking solitude to refresh the mind and spirit is one trait that Jesus and I definitely have in common.
I’m sure others share the same!
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