The Longing

So in His awesome fashion the Lord spoke to me the other night and again like always it stopped me in my tracks. After talking to Ben on the phone I started thinking about how much I missed him. How much I longed for his return and how much I wanted him here with me. Then I heard it, the Lord's sweet voice.... " How much do you long for my return?" How much do you yearn for me like you yearn for Ben?" The said truth is that I yearn for the day in June when I get to be back in my love's arms. For him to hold me and tell me he loves me and for him to wipe the tears away from my face. I physically long for those days. And when I think about it I am grateful for my relationship with the Lord but how often do I long and yearn for his return as I do for Ben's? He is ALWAYS there , nothing seperates us from His love. Not an ocean or time or even space. His love is steadfast and constant and all around us. It put alot in perspective and really opened up my eyes and heart. He gave his life for me, took on my sin and conquered death for me! I am reconciled and justified because of Him.... How can I not long for the day when he returns and takes me home?! How can I not long for the day that I am in Heaven worshipping him daily? As He was speaking to me the following song was on the radio. Ill leave you with the lyrics for "Glorious Day"! What a great reminder of his love for us!

One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected

Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One, bringing
My Savior, Jesus, is mine