My new favorite thought.

Jason and I watched part of "Much Ado About Nothing" the other night. This is a movie that gets my romantic feelings going. So maybe that was what started this morning's line of thinking. Or it could have been the dream I had about Kirk Cameron falling in love with his black slave back in the 1800's, although I don't know where that dream came from.
But this morning I sat down on my couch and thought, "God, what is it about women and romance? Why do we want to perpetually stay in that state of new love where we blush, and sigh, and stare into their eyes as if we could touch their soul?" ( "One hundred and fifty-two insights into my soul!" -- quick, what movie?)
Then I remembered something C. S. Lewis said, which I'll have to paraphrase. "If I find within myself a longing that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most logical conclusion is that I was not made for this world."
So, is that what heaven will be like? What if, when we stand before the One who is Love, will we eternally live out "new love"? Will we blush when He says to us intimately, "I love you. You know I would die for you."? Will we get tingles down our spine when He cups our face with His hands and lifts it up to His? When our eyes lock onto His, how will we do anything else but stare -- as if by staring we could know all of Him at once?