Longing for My True Home

My brother-in-law lost his job this week. One of the lines that we rep for is going out of business. A dealer that I call on, and one of the finest people I’ve ever met, is dying of pancreatic cancer. A baby of some friends of some friends was thrown to the ground by his babysitter, and has been in the hospital for a few weeks due to swelling on his brain. Our parents are growing older, and we’re not getting any younger ourselves.

Why do I write all this? Am I trying to depress you? No. It just hit me today as I prayed about some of this that I’m so thankful that world is not all there is. I’m so grateful that this will all pass away, and is passing away before our eyes, and Christ will make all things new (Rev. 21:5). When the dying away of this world (which we try so mightily to veil and keep from view) comes to the forefront, I find myself longing for my true home. (As I write this, I’ve got my iTunes playing, and Andrew Peterson is singing about Tthe Far County and how he longs to go there and be home at last. Awesome album, check it out at http://www.andrew-peterson.com/)

You see, as a believer in Christ, I know that this is not my home. This world is not all there is. Jesus died, was buried, and rose again that we might live eternally with the Father above (John 3:16), and then He promised a new heaven and a new earth, where “all things” will be new. He promises:

“And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.” Rev. 21:4

My hope doesn’t lie in this world. My hope doesn’t rest in doctors (though they are awesome and I’ll glady benefit from their God-given gifts!), or money, or my job, or my health. My hope rests in Jesus Christ, and in Him alone.

I pray that all who read this would find that hope as well.

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