ache

Tonight I want to go home – real home, with my Savior. I want the tears of a million losses, some small, some way too big, to be wiped from my face by the One with eternally nail scarred hands. I want to see Him, to gaze on His glory. I want to never say goodbye again. I want to never sin again. I want to rest.

I’m tired and my heart hurts.

It’s not a depression. I’m not suicidal. I don’t have a death wish. I simply desire with all my heart and soul to be where I was intended to be, as I was intended to be, with whom I was intended to be.

And I take comfort in knowing that it’s only a matter of time.

Philippians 1:23 ” . . .I desire to be depart and be with Christ, which is better by far . . .”