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Home

“In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.”   John 14:2-3. KJV

Don’t you think Jesus was glad to get home again? What a reunion THAT must have been. Father and Son together again.

When mom and dad were alive I loved going back to Shenandoah.

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Living more than 1,000 miles from home since I was 19 made trips home exciting and festive. Almost ideal. When I got there, I wanted time to stop. I wanted to savor every minute with my folks in the home where I grew up.

I slept in the same bed I slept in growing up. Home was always toasty warm for wintersteve and sam visits and comfortably cool in summer. Mom and Dad welcomed me home. They were as excited to see me as I was to see them. They cooked for me. Served me. Loved me.

Unfortunately visits home were usually not more than 10 days or so. I cried every time I had to leave home.

But, I’m going home again. This time I won’t have to leave. Time will stop. I’ll see mom and dad again. And my grandparents and my aunts and uncles and cousins and friends I’ve known who are already home.

Even better than that, I’ll be with my heavenly Father. And with Jesus, I’ll get to see the mansion He prepared for me. The one He came to receive me for because He wants to be with me.

And I’ll never leave Home again.

4 thoughts on “Home

  1. “Home” conjures up many memories.
    As a child ‘home’ was a place to be avoided and has no happy memories.

    Then “home” took on a new meaning and brings happy memories of two lives becoming one and five wonderful sons joining us.

    The eternal “HOME” that is prepared for me is beyond my comprehension but I know it will contain joy and peace and an eternity of praising my God for all His goodness.

    We are one day closer!

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    1. Amen. I knew when I wrote that post that some folks would not have such happy memories of their first home. And I am sorry and regret that everyone could not have things like peace and safety and good neighbors and friends. I am very blessed. Thank you for your comments.

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  2. Having dropped you off at this house out on East Pioneer Ave. many times, Steve, and even being inside it a few times, this was an extraordinarily nostalgic post for yours truly. It brought back sweet memories. And it’s wonderful we all have such a sweet rendezvous to anticipate in our future.

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    1. I am so fortunate, Ronn, to have come from such a wonderful childhood in Shenandoah. I can’t count the times I’ve told folks things about growing up and going to school with so many classmates from Kindergarten to a senior in high school. So many folks here are from other parts of the country and spent lots of years moving around. Native Atlantans are a rarity. I was certainly blessed. And you and I are still friends and have so many of the same memories after all these years. That is such a blessing to me. Thank you, Ronn, for your life long friendship and for helping me make so many memories of home. God bless.

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