My shepherd is away right now. He is serving God in a different field — teaching and encouraging other pastors. He is evaluating an overseas mission the church here supports. And he is away from me.
I am glad he has the opportunity to serve. I am glad he has the chance to see a different part of the world. And I am glad he has gifts, talents and knowledge to perhaps make a real difference. That said, I miss my shepherd.
Every day I stay up to late not wanting to go to bed alone. Each morning I have awakened before the alarm . I miss our conversations. I miss the exchange of ideas. And I miss the companionship. Somehow, each days seems very incomplete no matter the fullness of the hours.
I don’t think my feelings are a reflection of personal weakness. No, I think it is reflection of God’s design. The two shall become one. And when that happens, the absence of one leaves the other incomplete. The feelings are testimony of the fulfillment of God’s great design.
when I cut off my fingertip, I would reach for things and miss, I would try to type and hit the wrong key because I could not get there. It is like that when my wife is gone. It’s not of matter of missing them it’s a matter of being unwhole