one of the things that happens when we start to step into the "real" is that we become more and more acquainted with our alien status in this place. this is not our home. and while we can walk through our days with a sense of the eternal, i think our hearts know that the truest of things are still to come.
it makes me truly homesick sometimes. heartsick actually.
quite a strange existence, i must admit. each day having more tastes of the intimacy, beauty and adventure that exists in the "with god" life...but all the while knowing that somewhere else is the fullness of it all.
i can't equate it with a suicidal wish, but, boy, do i ask god often when the day will arrive when he can just let me...come.
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