sitting behind this computer screen writing my life instead of living it how I wish I were gazing into your eyes instead of looking at this monitor how I wish my fingers were touching your hand instead of tapping on these keys how I wish my words were spoken into your ears instead of filling this screen waiting for a virtual response can make a conversation last forever this internet world can feel so lonely so empty without the reality of your presence here and now how grateful I am that although I may be physically alone with the computer my soul is never alone for God fills it with His Spirit until it overflows it is His tears that moisten my eyes as I stare at the screen it is the touch of His Spirit that moves my fingertips across the letters it is His whisper that clicks in the compression of the keys I never have to wait for God to speak to me for He lives and breathes within me forever close with His real presence here, now and always
