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.

Lucy’s fun afternoon at my office reminds me that work needs play
Being hermit looks good as world tries to make me a misanthrope
I was a terrible preacher, because cookie-cutter truth seemed empty
The love we give abandoned animals can actually rescue us
Totalitarians want to seize your cash as the moral rot continues
Perfect time for reaching a goal can be right after you’ve given up
I’m losing need to explain myself to those who misunderstand me
Learning to be an emotional man helped me to overcome numb past
Do you want a company or do you just want to get something done?