Party of 1
It’s three o’clock on Friday afternoon when things are winding down at work, the professor’s lecture is growing stale, and your mom is phoning you from the grocery store to find out if you’ll be home for Sabbath lunch tomorrow. That time of the week we all crave after an average week sprinkled with ups and downs. Sabbath morning the church door opens without an invitation for anything but the bulletin announced monthly potluck. Rubbing your tummy you think, “why didn’t I just go home to ma’s?”
Or how about when you have some down time and your friends invite you to a function you can’t bare to find yourself. You have to turn down the offer and murmer some sort of explanation that maybe they’ll accept without forever crossing your name off the evite list. Instead, you find yourself at home watching a movie or cuddled on the couch with a book.
These moments alone are cherished…some day for most of us, these times will be only a figment of our past. Making reservations for a party of 1 will always get you funny looks, but learning to live with yourself is an essential part of our development. Living single is arguably the best time for spiritual growth. In a party of 1 there are fewer distractions, yet more distractions of another kind. It is easy to fall into a trap of depression if there isn’t a time for community. It is even easier to stray if our party of 1 doesn’t include our #1 companion.
So I haven’t stated anything you probably don’t already know, but my question is…what makes those who leave leave and those of us who stay stay? How do we practically enjoy the vibrant single life without hiding behind the solemn door of subtle spiritual depression? I have my theoretical ideas, but would like to hear your commonsensical approaches to surviving the Party of 1 phase.