I do not follow Jesus into his habit of solitude because I need him, which I do. I follow him there because all of my hope rests upon him for all things.
I find my self to be American, self-reliant, and arrogant far to often. I find myself to be irritated at others. I find myself lost in worry about the future, and fearful of the provision of the now.
It’s by following Jesus into his habit of solitude that I am reminded that he has all things I need. That my hope can rest in knowing that he holds the future. I’m reminded that I don’t need to set goals. For goals are discovered in him, not made of my own plans.
In solitude I am recharged to be present and listen to others, like Thomas Merton observes, “It is in deep solitude that I find the gentleness with which I can truly love my brothers. The more solitary I am the more affection I have for them…. Solitude and silence teach me to love my brothers for what they are, not for what they say.”