When my body needs fuel, I experience a sensation I call hunger. When my body is becoming dehydrated, I feel something we call thirst.
And when my soul needs authentic human connection, I experience something — a hunger, a hurt, a passion — which doesn’t really have a name.
Sometimes we call it loneliness, but it’s more than that. It’s an emptiness. It’s emotional. It’s intellectual. It’s spiritual. And it’s physical.
This inner yearning is the force which has allowed the human race to survive for so long. The writer of the Hebrew book of Genesis tells us that God looked at the world he had made and at the man he had made, then said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.”
Even thousands of years ago, the wise men who wrote such books knew that a man and a woman needed one another. And something inside us won’t leave us alone until we go back to our personal origins — and finally get that right.
In a time of crisis — such as today — I feel this hunger as never before.

Sad, but true: Neither Ron Paul nor any libertarian has chance to win
She had issues that scared me, but I felt loved and understood
Living behind a mask means you won’t allow real self to be loved
Feds to trucking co.: You can’t fire the drunk, but you’re liable for him
Narcissists use ‘flying monkeys’ to keep victimizing their victims
Folks all around are waiting for someone to say, ‘Hello in there’
If the truth is blurry in your mind, how can you explain it to others?
Walls built to protect heart keep others from giving what we need