"it's sin" i told him, as we walked into the restaurant.
"it was intended to be pure, holy, good, but i've held onto it so dearly [for dear life] that my entire being is dependent on it.
what is good can become sin if you desire it more than God."
we sat at the table with partially eaten french toast. the distance between his heart and mine decreasing as his spirit embraced my broken spirit. safe with my love i sobbed, "i miss God."
looking not at me but through me, he spoke tenderly, "i see that... i've seen that for sometime."
i came up for air, and whispered, " i don't want to miss God anymore."
6 comments:
i want to hug you friend.
you are beautiful.
i don't want to miss God anymore either....
Mmmm....short, sweet, and to the point. A truth we all need to take into our hearts.
I am looking forward to reading part 2. (((hugs)))
Such simple words...but I am sobbing with you my friend. Hang in there!
I haven't been on the computer much lately and oh, I've missed reading your blog!
I can't wait for part 2.
You bring it right down to the real world and smack it up against my head...which is what I need. Thanks. Looking forward to part 2. And praying for the stone.
:)
paige
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