alone…

the house is quiet.

he is running errands.

she is away, visiting her grandparents.

I am alone in the quiet.

it has been a long time since I had this respite.

and yet I miss them both.

it seems that deep longing for quiet, such a constant companion of my heart, crashes headlong into the desire to be near those closest to my heart. I long for God and time alone with Him. I long for my little family and the chaos of our lives.

how do they interact, these two desires? where is the balance? can the tension be resolved or is it life-long? maybe it is a healthy tension, not to be answered this side of heaven…