There always had been this sense of safeness in coming home. My mom was there at her house and Terry's dad at his place. Home was not a place but it was the people. Ben is not with us as he died just before we made Dallas that trip.
Terry and I were on our way home... and yes the thought of sleeping in my own bed was huge, we were coming home to make church this morning. Our joy was being with our church family and waiting to be fed by Jack's sermon this morning on the suffering of Jesus on the cross.
Coming Home... that should be something we all feel the comfort in with our prayers each day, coming home to God...to gather in His love and comfort. Spiritually we will be reunited with our loved ones there. Coming home is truly an expectation to embrace. God awaits your call eager to hear from you. Wasn't that what you parents always said? Call us and let us know where you are.
God is no different. Give Him a call today.... He is waiting at home.
Words of my Heart, Laurie
Colossians 3:1-3 " Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God."