Friday, June 20, 2008

a feeling swept over me

I was in a new place in a crowded room talking to a group of people. Behind me I heard Andrea laugh. I hadn’t heard that laugh for two years. And, at that moment, from the very top of my head to the tips of my toes, a feeling swept over me. It was the feeling of familiarity, the feeling that I was in the right place, the feeling of home.

I have to wonder if upon our arrival to Heaven if we will have a similar experience. If someone will laugh or knowingly look at us or gently touch our arm, and a feeling will sweep over us. A feeling that will whisper with such familiarity that we will know we are finally home.

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