Home—what is home to
you?
My
home is the wide-open spaces with a gorgeous view, spectacular sunrises, plenty
of wildlife, and right now, the colorful leaves of autumn. The cornfields will
soon be harvested and the leaves will fall, and the view will expand to the
city in the valley and the ski slopes in the distance. I think that the view is
my favorite part of our current home.
Five
years, I have been enjoying this space that isn’t really “mine.” We have been
given a gift, a stewardship of a house and property. I thank God for this home
every day. I do not take it for granted. It is not pinterest pretty or magazine
ready, but it’s comfortable and I like comfortable. It is also a far cry from
the 2-bedroom trailer we were crowded in.
It is home.
But
while reading my Bible this morning, I was reminded of another home—not my
future home in heaven, but a home I have right here, right now…
Yes,
it is true that God the Holy Spirit lives in me (I
Cor 6:19), but it is also true that I dwell in Him (John
15:4).
Home
is where I am abiding in Christ, where I am dwelling with God and meditating on
Him daily. It involves allowing God into the daily of my life. I feel most at
home when I let God in, too.
When
things get hectic, and tense, and a little unpleasant around here, when I start
complaining and griping, when my focus becomes what I don’t have or what I am
missing out on, then I know I need to check myself, to refocus and renew my
mind, to give thanks and to tuck myself back into the hands of the One who
holds me and carries me.
God is my home. And I am
thankful for the blessings He loads me with daily.
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