Longing for Heaven?

It's hard to express, but I love this time in my life so much that I'm missing it and longing for it already, as if I were remembering it.  I've been listening to this weird song Something About Us, by Daft Punk.  I'm just hearing it for the first time, but actually it reminds me of St. Andrews.  Another incredible time of my life that I long for.  It actually breaks my heart to think about St. Andrews, as if it were a broken relationship.  Somehow, I already feel that about now, my life in NYC.  I think it's this deep rooted knowledge of reality that I can't hold on to anything, anyone or anytime here in this life.  Ironically, or not ironically, the sermon at RJ's church last Sunday was similarly about longing for heaven.  The celebration and pain that beauty brings (we watched that amazing clip from American Beauty - "Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it").  RJ also read the passage from Mere Christianity on longing for heaven.  The memory of something not known that is in each of us.  I'm feeling it intensely.  The blessings are so intense.  I am meeting with so many students.  I'm seeing so much real joy.  I know that I'm in the middle of something real and powerful.  Praise be to God.  The guy who planted the memory of something more in each of us.  A NYC scene that evokes such memory and longing