I am missing you. Always. It is not a sad missing at all, but rather it is a very deep missing,  I am loving you. All of you.  You in Him, Him in you, and you in you. I don’t know you and yet I feel as if I know everything that is honest within you. I was reading Luke 24:32  “And they said one to another, did not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?” Oh the stirring in my heart