Today I did a little experiment with my daily solitude. I needed to run to the gas station to fill up my manly mini-van. I journaled for a few minutes, read the next chapter in Mark (I have been reading through the Gospel of Mark lately during my daily solitude), and then took the rest of my daily solitude as I drove to get gas.
Surprisingly to me, this actually worked quite well. The key is, I had to be intentional about it. Under normal circumstances, I would have just listened to the radio. But instead, I turned the radio off and really took the time to reflect, spend some time in prayer, and just enjoy the silence.
Solitude doesn’t always mean you have to get away from everyone and everything. If you are intentional about it, sometimes you can experience solitude right in the midst of your daily routine.