This is surely one of the more unusual Eph blogs.
Lest my Tuesday’s blog be interpreted as the ranting of a depressed, suicidal, or desperately lonely woman, let me be clear: there is an enormous upside to solitude. I have made more mind-bending discoveries, gained more soulful insights, and received more life-transforming revelations on solo journeys than I thought possible – until I traveled alone.
A month later, when I saw Velazquez’ depiction of Christ Crucified in Madrid’s Prado Museum, my faith became sight. There He hung on the cross alone. There I stood in the gallery alone. He understood solitude.
But what class is Gail, the blogger? She seems to be of about my era . . .