Separation

I have always had a hard time dealing with separation from people that I love. As my mom would say, it’s like having a hole in my heart. But there is a connection that I never realized until recently. I dropped my friend off at the airport early this morning, and cried as I drove back to my apartment. The strange thing was, at first I was crying for JoyAnna, but then I knew that even more than wanting to be near her, I wanted to be near Jesus. It wasn’t just for JoyAnna that I cried. It was for my Lord and Savior. Every longing I have to be near someone…my friends and family…that longing is intensified with the desire to be near my God. I wonder if the separation we experience over and over again in life from those whose presence we want to feel—is just a small glimpse of our souls longing for the presence of God.


And it hit me…life is so short—I just take a deep breath, and the next thing I know, I’ll be with Him!