This morning I was talking with one of my students about a similar feeling we both experience upon finishing a good novel. Actually it’s two feelings. On the one hand, there is a sense of bliss knowing that you invested yourself in a story that made you feel things you know to be true. But on the other hand, there is a frustrated longing for more that comes with the knowledge that the story is over and the journey you were on is through. At the end of a good narrative, we want more of that bliss we were left with at the end of the story, but there are no more pages left to turn.
These feelings made me think of the day when the bliss will never end and there will be no more frustrated longings because we will be with the only One in whom our souls find rest.. in the place where evil and pain cannot enter. It made me think of Isaiah 25:6-8
6 On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples
a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine,
of rich food full of marrow, of aged wine well refined.
7 And he will swallow up on this mountain
the covering that is cast over all peoples,
the veil that is spread over all nations.
8 He will swallow up death forever;
and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces,
and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth,
for the Lord has spoken.