So Mr. B went away for a couple of days and help me Lord, I missed my husband dearly. I basically sat down the whole day before he left thinking of how much I would miss him.
As I thought of how much I was going to miss him, even though he hadn't left, the Holy Spirit nudged me. I had basically mapped out how I would wait for his calls, and how lonely I would be without him for me to look at, trouble or simply enjoy his presence. (Yes I know, I am in love. Should that be news?)
Anyway, Mr. B went on his trip, and for each day I remember waiting patiently just to hear his voice. Not like we weren't chatting oh, but I wanted to experience a deeper level of intimacy associated with hearing my lovers voice after a few hours. *Sighs*
Anyway, enough of me giving you my emotional rundown. Let's get to the lesson.