Toad went to Frog’s house. He found a note on the door. The note said, “Dear Toad, I am not at home. I went out. I want to be alone.  (“Alone” from Days with Frog and Toad) Being alone is not to be confused with being lonely. Being alone can be a rare pleasure; an oasis of thought and reflection, of beginning and ending sentences…or not to, if you so choose. To be alone is an art. It is sometimes a luxury. It is often-times a discipline. It is always truthful. No matter how many friends you have, or don’t have; regardless of length of time or depth of confidences, there is still the joy of being alone. I suppose that we are never truly alone because we are not our own. God relieves the lonely from the being alone; He is always near, always with us. I don’t know, but […]