it was nice to get away but...

last week, Julie and I hopped on a plane for Jamaica.  It was good times.  I love the beach, and I really really really love my wife.  We had very little on our agenda.  I spent most of the week sitting next to the beach sipping on frozen beverages.  It's hard for me to relax and unwind, but I feel like I got to relax a little.  We both would agree that we enjoyed our vacation and that it was definitely needed, but...

Briggs didn't go with us.  Briggs spent the week with Julie's folks. We knew he was in good hands. But it sucked.  Every time we saw or heard another baby we were sad.  If we saw baby clothes we were sad.  If we looked at our phones or computers (Briggs is the background picture on all of our media items), we were sad.  We greatly missed the boy.  

It's strange.  We knew he was safe.  We knew we would see him again.  We were only gone 4 nights, but our heart ached. We were only separated temporarily.

Imagine our heavenly father.  He made us.  He created us unique and wonderful.  He loves us immensely - far more than I could ever love Briggs.  And, daily, many of his children, whom he loves and cherishes, enter in to an eternity separated from Him.  I know how His heart aches.  

I could not imagine being separated from my boy for all eternity - I would do anything to keep that from happening. Perhaps that is why God gave his only Son so that anyone who would believe in His Son would not perish but spend an eternity connected to Him.