AT HOME. . .

January 15

Psalms 119:19-20 I am a stranger in the earth: hide not thy commandments from me. (20) My soul breaketh for the longing that it hath unto thy judgments at all times.

At home we take off the armor.
At home there is no fear.
At home the heart rests at ease.
At home everything is clear and understood
Because,
At home is where we are with ‘kin’.
At home we’re first-class citizens.
At home we take off our shoes.
At home we sit in the armchair, rest our legs for a while.
And
At home is where we are free to serve those we love; those we care for.
At home is where we receive fair, true and unbiased judgment from God.
At home we partake of the loving merciful abundance of the great Father.
At home we love God freely, even in extravagance
Because
At home, we are not strangers.
Home—home, to the home of our soul is where we all seek to go. . . to return.

Any one who loves God is an alien to this world. We are foreigners, pilgrims and strangers on this earth (Hebrews 11:13-16).

There was a time, oh, a long time ago when ‘Home’ was on this earth--East of Eden (Genesis 2:8). God put us there, until such a time it seems that we had to learn to appreciate how good we had it, by having home taken away from us. Out of mercy and to foster hope, through the Holy Spirit Jesus gave us a spiritual connection with ‘Home’, but one day, ’home’ will return to us in all its glory, and we will live in it forever. (Revelations 21:1-4).

(Isaiah 64:4 ) For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.