I am not surprised by it, but am still made to comment on it. It is the human heart. No, not the blood-pumping one. The other one. The seat of emotions. I am fascinated by how quickly it can get captured.

Here is a newsletter article I wrote to the congregation I now serve, in Stone Mountain, GA.

To the saints at Stone Mountain:

Last Sunday I was missing from here and was missing you.

We have been so wired by our Papa God, that we can long for another person. You have experienced that, haven’t you?

Last week I really missed you. I thought of my son, who greeted me at the airport when he was about three years old. I had been away for a few days and my little boy didn’t know how to say,
“I have missed you”. Instead, he said, “Daddy, I didn’t see you in a long time”.

Crossroads, as we grow together, we will begin to long for our times together, when we are apart. In addition, when we are together we won’t want the time to end. I have noticed how long it takes some of us to leave this building on a typical Sunday. The benediction has been given, the choir has disrobed and the chairs are being stacked. People are still milling about, simply enjoying each other’s company. Some of us act as if we’ve not seen each other for months or years. It’s been only 7 days!!

Today (Monday), I was reading Romans, chapter 1. Paul had a strong desire to visit his colleagues in Rome. He wrote:
For I long to see you, that I may impart to you some spiritual gift, so that you may be established- that is, that I may be encouraged together with you by the mutual faith both of you and me. (Romans 1:11-12, NKJV)

I understand Paul’s heart. It is becoming mine.

Glad the tomb is empty,
Pastor Farmer