Psalm 42 Like the deer that yearns for running streams, so my soul is yearning for you, my God. My soul is thirsting for God, the God of my life; when can I enter and see the face of God? I felt such a longing for heaven and God this afternoon and this evening. I would depart this life in an instant without looking back if God would permit it. The citizen of Earth becomes the citizen of heaven thorugh prayer and for so many years this has been so ; I find myself an alien in a strange land. But life passes in an instant. St Teresa says that life is just a night in a bad hotel. I fond I am so distant than those around me myheart has already taken abode in the Golden City. I become more and more a stranger here. God is my home, may I open my eyes to see Him face to face. I Have loved this life and been happy here, but of all the gifts God has granted me here none has been finer than the Gift of the Cross. But after the Cross comes the Resurrection and how I long to see this.