The other day, my pastor said something that went not only in to my head, but down to my heart as well. It made me think I needed to process through it again on paper (figuratively speaking) and share. It was only a fraction of his message, sort of an offshoot really. But it made sense to me.
He said something to this effect: when someone you love dies and goes to Heaven, there is a little part of you that has gone with them and is now invested in Heaven. It struck me and made sense now why I feel an emptiness sometimes in the depths of my being. It is why this Earth doesn't hold as much weight as maybe it once did. When Josh died, he took a part of me with him.
I want to be made whole again. I believe that can only happen once I've died and gone to Heaven anyways, but now more than before, I want to be there because a small portion of me has already left this world and wants to be reunited with the rest of me.
It just all made sense when my pastor said that.
