There is a part of Love that hurts, and it is not a small part nor is it a small pain. It is the longing, the missing. It hurts, and many times there is more of this right now than the joy of Love. And the greater the Love, the stronger the longing and the deeper the pain. It is inexabable. There's always someone you're longing to be with, even if you are experiencing joy of another's Love at the moment. I think this is why we Love holidays so much. We try to gather as many of those we Love as we can so that longing is decreased. But we cannot get rid of this longing.
When we Love Jesus- as a person, as the Man Jesus, fully God, fully man- we experience this longing...all the time. Things are not ok. We try to pretend they are, we try to numb this part of Love; but then this is not complete Love. Jesus is not with us, not like He was on earth. We pray to Him, we read about Him, but this is not enough for those who are in Love. No, I want Immanuel, God among us, with me. Jesus, looking at me with His human eyes, holding me with His human arms.
Things are not ok. And they won't be until He comes back. This is Love in its fullness.
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