I wanted to write a quick post while I’m still in Rochester, NY . . . at the airport.
WiFi is spotty here, but perhaps God will allow this post to get published before I board.
I spent the week here for work and it was difficult for me. I really missed my family–I always do anyway–this time. Although I’m exhausted, I feel energized knowing I’m going “home.”
Then it was as if the Holy Spirit wanted to remind me: “Joe, you’re not ‘home’ yet.” I kept dwelling on the fact that no, we’re not “home.” This earth is not our home. We are merely sojourners through this place called earth.
And so, even though I’m returning to my temporal, eartly dwelling that I call my home in California, I’m reminded of the greater related that one day I will truly be going home to my Father’s house. It’s scary on the one hand but comforting know that He has gone before me to prepare a place for me (John 14:2).
I pray that I see you all there with me, especially those I’ve not met face-to-face. One day, God-willing, we will all be together worshipping the King of Kings!
May He Increase!
Megan (1)
Very beautiful & so true… I felt that a year back waiting to be home at the airport. So can relate this to myself.
Thank you Silvia, for your visit and comments.
Coming back to my family after a long trip is really the greatest feeling in the world!
That close to my home and you didn’t stop in????
I wasn’t that close . . . otherwise I would have. ;-)