To The Girl Feeling Isolated

Maybe you’re the girl constantly praying for people, real people, to come into your life. People who love Jesus, who will live life with you, who will see you and call you higher. You’re not asking for much. You’re just asking for community, for your people. And yet somehow, even with all the asking, you’re disappointed. 

I know that feeling. 
I’ve prayed that same prayer, countless times. 

“Lord, send me people who love You. People who will challenge me, sharpen me, and make me more like you. And remove anyone who pulls me away from You.” 

It’s a good prayer. But sometimes, the answer doesn’t look like what we expect. Sometimes, before God fills your life with the right people, He needs to remove the wrong ones. And that space in-between? It can be empty. 

You look around and wonder why everyone else seems to have “their group” already. You’ve grown up watching shows where the 20-somethings had lifelong friends. You’ve seen ministry leaders walking with their tribe. Even Jesus had His twelve. 

So why do you feel so alone? 

Maybe you’re like me, always busy, always going, always surrounded, but still not feeling connected. You’ve mastered the art of filling your calendar, stuffing your car with every distraction imaginable, from a Bible to a pickleball paddle, just to keep yourself occupied. Silence feels too loud. Emptiness feels too heavy. Being alone feels too scary. 

So let me tell you something that took me a long time to understand: 

Isolation does not equal abandonment. 

God is not punishing you by pulling you away from people. He may be positioning you to hear His voice more clearly, without the noise, without the crutches, without the constant validation. Sometimes, He leads us into the wilderness, not to break us, but to build us. 

“Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed.”  Luke 5:16 (NIV) 

Even Jesus chose solitude. Not because He was weak or unwanted, but because He knew that isolation with the Father was not emptiness, but intimacy. 

I had an old mentor tell me, “This season of isolation is going to fuel you.” 
And at the time, those words stung. I didn’t want to be fueled, I wanted friends. I wanted community. I wanted to belong. 

But looking back, I now see: God wasn’t being cruel. He was drawing me into a season where my identity could be anchored in Him alone. 

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”  Psalm 34:18 (NIV) 

So if that’s you, if you’re reading this on your bed, or in your car, or in a crowded room where you feel invisible, I want you to know: 

You are not forgotten. You are not behind. You are not unloved. 

This season may feel silent, but it is not wasted. 

God sees you. He knows your ache. And He is with you in it. 
The same God who provided Moses with Aaron, David with Jonathan, Ruth with Naomi, and Paul with Timothy, that same God knows how to send you your people at the right time. But first, He’s making sure you know that He is enough. 

“Even if my father and mother abandon me, the Lord will hold me close.” Psalm 27:10 (NLT) 

So lean in. Let the silence draw you closer to the Savior. 
Let the ache remind you that you were made for eternal connection. 
Let the empty calendar be an invitation, not a punishment. 

Because, girl, your story isn’t over. 
And this chapter of isolation might just be the sacred space where your roots go deep, where your identity solidifies, where your intimacy with God flourishes like never before. 

The friends will come. The people will come. 
But right now, the Lord is here. 

And He cherishes you.