Your Ticket In Line

I have heard it said that all of those who believe in a Savior have a ticket to heaven. And our lives represent us waiting, living, struggling, laughing, working and more waiting in line for the day, the moment we get to cash in that ticket for our ride home.

We don't know when that day will be.

We don't know what that moment will be like.

But for those who go ahead of us in line...

 For those who get to cash in their ticket ahead of us and leave this world that was never meant to be full of suffering and pain...

For those whose task is complete and thus leave us still waiting and living...

I rejoice because my mind cannot comprehend what their eyes are seeing and what their ears are hearing.

But at the same time, I ache for us who are left behind.

And tonight...

I am aching.

I am aching for loss of presence, for the loss of touch, for that voice on the phone, that twinkle of the eye, that resilient spirit and that sense of humor, that constant person in my life that has meant more to me than words can say.

I ache to the very bottom of my heart.

And I don't want to ache. I don't want to be without these things in my life. I need them. And I am not sure how to take the next step without them.

Yet...

Somehow...

Under all the aching and sadness...

It is well with my soul.

And I have Him to thank for that.