still...

I´m still not here.
My body is.
But not my mind.
My dreams.
My memories.
My thoughts.

I´m still far away, in another country, another continent.

I really got homesick.
There is this deep, existential yearning.
This longing for where I can be at home.
Where my heart belongs to.
I´m dreaming of it.
But I can only imagine.
Can only imagine how it´ll be.
Where it´ll be.
Who exactly will be there.

I also know, my heart belongs to God.
And I know I have this desire for heaven.
I´m really looking forward to that moment, when I see Jesus coming again.
When I see Him - face to face.
When I can run to Him, can talk to him, can sit next to Him.
When I can give Him a big hug!
When I can tell Him that I love Him.
I´ll be homesick till Jesus comes again.

Hopefully soon...