Here I am, cozy in a favorite blanket {baby sleeping, kids curled up downstairs watching a movie together} on
this “company-just-left”, “feeling-groggy-and-tired”, “wishing-it-was-a-longer-visit”
day, sipping coffee, drinking in the
pumpkin/apple smell of a new candle and pondering heaven.
Heaven.
Where visits will never be too short.
Where distance will not be an issue.
Where only love abounds.
Where there will be no family drama.
Where boys won’t scratch each other when they are upset.
Where heart to heart conversations will go on forever.
Where the sweet days of summer will linger on and on.
Where beautiful harmonies will rise together at the drop
of a hat.
Where there will be no doubting.
No darkness.
No fear.
Where those perfect feelings, the ones that come from
hugging loved ones, from watching leaves blow in the breeze, from smelling fall
in the air, from roasting sticky marshmallows around a campfire, from laughing
until your cheeks ache, from going barefoot in the grass, from late night chats
and tea lattes….will all pale in comparison to the wonder and delight we’ll
know in our Savior.
The first feeling that I had this morning when I woke up
was sadness that my dear sister and her family were gone. That wistful sadness
that comes after a lovely holiday…when real life start again. The knowledge
that it will be another couple years before I see them again…and I love them so
much!
But that was soon replaced with joy. With sweet memories and
with a contented longing (that may not make sense, but it’s the closest I can
come to describing the feeling) for heaven and all the lost days that we’ll
make up for there.
Perfect days, loving each other and delighting in the
Lamb.
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