I miss my wife. Yes, she is only about 10min away, but I still miss her. I’m allowed, I’m her husband. The house is quiet and still. I’m up, restless, wanting sleep but knowing that a dear part of my heart is not with me. The bed is empty besides myself and I honestly long just to be beside her. My heart pangs to feel her touch or even just to hear a soft whisper of her voice. I wonder if that is what God feels when we don’t even speak to Him? I wonder if in the home of our heart, He sits quietly waiting, listening, longing to hear us speak. Or maybe He longs when the knock will come and we will choose to re-enter again with Him. Maybe our conversation with HIm was too short, maybe He wanted to talk a little longer or stare just a little more. Maybe God misses us and longs to be with us more than we do with Him. I know this and I don’t want to not be with Him.
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