I’m sitting here traveling who knows how many feet up in the air thinking about home. It’s pitch black outside and all I can see is the flashing light on the wings of the plane. It’s past 11 at home, so hopefully my babies and their dad are fast asleep.
Over the years so many people have asked us if we feel at home here in Jamaica. From very early on our answer has been a certain and truthful “yes.” We adapted pretty quickly to the island life and integrated into CCCD and JDV as family. “Yes.” It’s our home.
So…why do we sometimes find ourselves talking about going “home” when we go back to the States for Christmas or a furlough? And then coming back “home” when we leave? Well, it’s no secret that home is not a sure and fast concept…like they say, “home is where the heart is.” But don’t so many of us have our hearts in multiple places and with multiple people around the world? So how do we find our way home when deep in our gut we just feel homesick? uneasy? alone? burdened?…you fill in the blank.
I was recently listening to this throwback song and for some reason found myself just playing it over and over…it just resonated so deeply with me.
Your heart will always be my home
no matter where I go
no matter what may come
This is it. The key to finding home. His heart. We always feel most at home with those we love, don’t we? – So just imagine his deep love for us – for the world – like a warm blanket he wants to wrap around all of us and pull us close, to home. God wants to be at home with us. He wants to be home for us. Make a home in us. Dwell in us, having us respond to his presence. To reside in his will. Then, wouldn’t we always be at home? It’s a peace like no other. No matter where you are geographically.
It doesn’t matter what type of home you live in – Pinterest worthy or not – or if your dwelling could only classify as a tent, with no address at all. Jesus will make home for you. In you.
He calls us his bride. Like a bride being carried over the threshold, he wants to bring us home. To him. Forever and for always. Not to become a roommate-like situation like so many marriages become today. But a place so completely safe and secure under the blanket of his unconditional love and acceptance that we never doubt where to go home to.
As I feel the plane beginning to descend and see tiny lights appearing on houses and buildings below, I know I can’t explain the longing I have for everyone to experience this peace I have deep in my soul of being at home with my Prince.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
Jesus answered him, “If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him.