I walk the line

My wife and I went to see "walk the line" on Sunday. It was our last little date before baby comes. I liked to movie, go see it if you haven't already.
The movie made me wish that I was a tortured soul. Tortured souls are cool, and they always seem to do cool things, even though it exacts a heavy toll on their lives in general. I would say I'm mildly tortured, about even with most everyone else. I attribute this to our fallenness. I never feel as though I belong wherever I am, like Rich Mullins says, "no one tells you when you get born here how much you'll learn to love it but you'll never belong here" or something along those lines. I think that's one of the things I'm looking forward to about heaven, finally feeling like I belong, like I'm home and like I can rest from all the things of life. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my life, my family, my friends, etc. but I can only imagine that heaven will be what my soul is really longing for...