My wife and our sixteen year old daughter are away for a few days enjoying the Memorial Day Weekend. Last night I texted our daughter and simply wrote, “I love you”. What I got back I loved and it became part of my thought process for the entire day.
She wrote, “I live you.” I thought how incredible that is. Now, before you think it, I can confirm to you that she mistyped. She meant to type, as you can imagine, “I love you”.
I like my version better. I spoke to a Sunday School class on Sunday morning and gave that example.
I live you.
At this point in my life I am totally captured by stories of people who were separated by time, distance and circumstances but could not be separated in their hearts, in their souls.
The Bible speaks about how David and Jonathan were knit together.
From Greek literature, Oddyseus and his wife Penelope were apart for many years while Oddyseus fought in the Trojan War. According to the Oddysey by Homer just knowing that Penelope was there inspired Oddyseus to oversome all challenges on this way home to her.
It is my personal belief that as Christians we should be inseperable from those that God joins us together with. That time, distance and circumstances should only draw us closer.
Maybe that is what the Body of Christ should be, a group of people who so believe in the other person that they become inseperable.
More thoughts on this later.