The Great Andamanese is one of the most ancient people groups, a collection of 10 tribes tracing their lineage directly back to the first people who migrated out of Africa. These tribes have slowly dwindled over the past few centuries. One of the tribes had only one survivor remaining, Boa Sr.—a woman with no children and failing eyesight. After Boa’s husband died, she was no longer able to speak to anyone in her native language (Bo).

Anvita Abbi, a linguist professor, communicated with Boa through a local Hindi dialect and an amalgamated version of all the tribal languages. Though Boa was proud to be the surviving remnant of her tribe, she felt alone and longed for her traditional life, her ways, her people. Professor Abbi remembers how “[Boa] always said she wanted to go back to the place where she was born.” Sadly, in February of 2010, Boa died, and the Bo language (along with an entire people) vanished.

In her last years, Boa’s sadness and isolation must have been an awful burden, a terrible kind of loneliness. For many, the experience of being alone—having no one who truly knows and understands them—yields deep sorrow. The death of a parent. The end of a marriage. The dissolution of a friendship. There are so many ways to feel alone.

God offers an assuring word to those in a lonely place: “I, the LORD, made you” (Isaiah 44:21). Since God is our Maker (Isaiah 44:24), He knows us in ways more intimate than any human ever could. Even when human companionship eludes us (and this is a true sorrow—because we are intended to experience human connection), we can rejoice in the God who hasn’t abandoned us (Isaiah 44:23). “I will not forget you,” God insists (Isaiah 44:21). We will never truly be alone!

NLT 365-day reading plan passage for today: 2 Kings 22:1–23:3