It's like I desire to live out the kingdom of heaven right here on Earth so desperately, but yet find myself at a standstill. I can't quite grasp heaven, but yet find that my feet are not touching the surface of this planet. Sorta like I'm living inside the Matrix, if you know what I mean.
It's not a state of living I associate with His Kingdom.
I need time to rest and pray.
I know the source of significance in my life, so I don't need to embark on a quest to find that.