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.

Our self-deception is attempt to justify whatever we do to others
Why can it feel strange to lose homes we haven’t seen for years?
Rhetoric about freedom means nothing without right to secede
We often live in the tension between known and unknown
N.C. Eagle Scout can’t graduate after accidentally bringing gun to school
Overthrow of Gaddafi no justification for attacks on other countries
We’re more like other animals than we like to admit to anyone
My love of ‘fur friends’ stems from the callousness I saw in my father
Politicians sometimes lie even when they know they’ll be caught