somewhere else there must be more of it

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It was when I was happiest that I longed most. It was on happy days when we were up there on the hills . . . with the wind and the sunshine . . . Do you remember? The colour and the smell . . . And because it was so beautiful, it set me longing, always longing. Somewhere else there must be more of it.”  (Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold, by C.S. Lewis)

…it set me longing, always longing. Somewhere else there must be more of it.

Other posts on the place you’re really longing for: a longing for another place; Made for another worldlocks and gloves and the place made for you.

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About Jill

I'm a wife, mom to three beautiful children, and currently work at two jobs for which I'm very grateful -- part-time at my kids' school, and as children's ministry director at Redeemer PCA in Athens, GA, a place our family treasures as our church home. It's been thirty years since the Lord saved me, and to this day I'm astounded at His steadfast love shed upon unfaithful me. My hope would be that I might speak and write in ways God would use to soften hearts toward Him, that we would together be enamored by the glorious beauty of Jesus and awakened to His love unimagined. Thanks so much for reading!
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One Response to somewhere else there must be more of it

  1. Debbie says:

    I just returned from Amelia Island. That’s how I feel when I watch the
    waves and the sunsets and feel His presence in His creation. I come
    home and always want more of it. Heaven will fill all the voids one day.
    Have a blessed school year. 🙏🏻🌈🏖

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