What Does Love Look Like?
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Some say loneliness is a curse. I say it’s where heaven pulls up a chair.
I live in a space where the door rarely knocks. Calls are few. Social invites? Almost none. Some call it isolation. Some pity me. Some even whisper, “That’s not normal.”
But here’s my truth: in these four walls, I’ve found Someone worth staying home for—God Himself.
When the world’s noise fades, another Voice becomes clear. A Voice that doesn’t rush me, doesn’t judge me, doesn’t scroll past me. Here, I tell Him everything—from the mountains of my dreams to the dust under my rug. And in His quiet way, He answers. Not always with “yes.” Not always with “now.” But always with “I am here.”
The Bible says Jesus often withdrew to lonely places to pray (Luke 5:16). Notice—it wasn’t to escape people. It was to embrace His Father. The wilderness, the mountains, the gardens at night—those were His “four walls.” And in those sacred spaces, the biggest battles were won before the cross was even carried.
Sometimes people assume being alone means being lonely. But there’s a sacred difference: loneliness aches for someone’s presence; solitude rests in Someone’s presence.
Here’s how it feels for me:
The walls don’t close me in—
they keep the world out.
Here,
silence has a heartbeat,
and it beats with Yours.
I don’t wait for You to knock;
You’re already here,
sipping my tea of thoughts,
smiling at the mess on my desk.
This is not loneliness.
This is home.
Maybe that’s why I’m not afraid of silence anymore. Because silence isn’t empty when God is in it.
Self-check moment:
When was the last time you sat in a room with no screen, no playlist, no one else—just you and God?
Do you know the sound of His voice in your own heart?
Are you afraid of being alone because you’ve never truly been alone with Him?
The world will tell you to keep busy, to fill every gap, to avoid the quiet. But when you learn to meet God in that quiet, you’ll find you’re never really alone again.
The world chases crowds to feel alive. I’ve found life in the quiet where God calls me by name. Four walls. One soul. And the Presence that fills them all.
A poet, author, and faith writer who believes words can heal what silence hides. My poetry collections — Inked Emotions, Scattered Feelings Stitched in Ink, and Love Beyond Loss — were born out of seasons of grief, solitude, and deep reflection.
Here on Catholic365, I’ve been humbled to share reflections that have reached hundreds of readers. I write not from a place of perfection, but from a longing to make sense of love, loss, and the quiet ways God speaks into our lives.
Whether it’s a poem, a story, or a small reflection, my hope is that you feel seen, encouraged, and gently reminded that faith isn’t always loud — sometimes it’s found in the waiting, the falling, the starting again.
You can find more of my work at https://about.me/anniedcosta
