"Absence makes the heart grow fonder", or so the saying goes.
Over the course of the last couple of years, several families in my church have moved far enough away they don't attend our house of worship anymore. I miss each of them dearly. Imagine how I felt when one couple moved back last month. I ran into them in the grocery store this week, and I felt my body sigh, as if all were right with the world.
The absence of another couple affected our community, as they owned two businesses in our town. Two shuttered buildings. Two empty seats on Sunday morning. A void in many hearts.
I had begun to grow close to the wife, and felt our friendship deepening as they prepared to move. So, I made plans to go visit them in New Hampshire in the spring. Four months away. I grew very excited when she texted back that they couldn't wait. Neither can I!
As I went into work that morning, after making "level 1" plans, I realized something...
We Christians are all on a journey with a far more glorious destination than New Hampshire. Our destination is all-expenses paid, one-way, for eternity, with housing on streets of gold and constant joy and hope and peace.
As excited as I am to visit Ken and Sabrina, I should live EVERY DAY in so much more excitement to see my Savior.
As excited as I am to see New England in the spring, I should be that much more excited to see the new heaven and the new earth.
So, I can't wait... for April, but, even more so, for eternity.
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