Missing Him...

This morning as I was driving, I thought of a friend of mine that I miss a lot. I miss them so much, so often, that I often say that my heart literally aches because of it. So I started wondering what is this missing thing and where did I learn to identify this feeling? Did someone teach me that when I think about someone and tears come to my eyes and my heart hurts, that is what missing someone is? How did I even learn that I could miss someone at all? Some days I wish I didn't know this feeling.

As I kept thinking I was reminded of a blog I read back in the summer. It was about this little girl cuddling with her mom talking about how one day they would get to be in Heaven with Jesus. The little girl said to her mom "I miss Jesus." It made me cry when I first read it, because it was so cute and innocent and I thought "Me too!" It brings tears to my eyes now, because I long for that in a lot of ways now. To be so connected to Jesus, to spend so much time with Him, getting to know Him and His heart. To have such a childlike faith that I long to be with Him everyday of my life. I want to miss Jesus more then I already do...