God asks what it is He’s made us to love, what it is that captures our attention, what feeds that deep indescribable need of our souls to experience the richness of the world He made. 

And then, leaning over us, He whispers, “Let’s go do that together

 

Life has no guarantees and he might not come home again. 

 

This also puts lots of little annoyances in perspective.

 

 For instance, when his snoring bugs me, I remind myself that it means he's alive, he's home, and he's with me