Thursday, December 20, 2012

Where is your Home?

This is the very first year that I will be away from home in Nebraska. My life has definitely not been what I had ever imagined. I am a high school teacher, assistant basketball coach, college Sunday school teacher, and homeowner: bought a house that I am remodeling and living with a family whom I love until my house is finished. As I was talking with my grandparents from Nebraska, my Grandpa wisely said that the Lord definitely put me in a place He knew I would love: I am still near family; I have a mission field of high school students and staff; my next door neighbor is my former cooperating teacher, who also has a wonderful family and a field full of horses; my house is in the country; I have a 1/2 acre yard that is fenced, do I need to go on? God is good!

Growing up is definitely harder than it seemed when I was younger. Not sure yet how I feel about being so far from those I love, but I am thankful that I do have extended family and friends nearby. Whenever I feel disappointed that I will not be spending time with my parents, siblings, and grandparents, the Lord reminds me that this world is not my home. This life in the world is temporary. It is our job to spread the gospel to as many people as we can. As the saying goes, "Home is where your heart is." So my question for you is where is your heart? Is it in Christ? or does the world have possession of it? I know for a fact that my heart and life is in the Lamb's Book of Life because of God's Son, Jesus. I still cannot fathom how God loved us so much that He sent His only Son, here as a baby, to die on a cross, so that we will someday be with Him for all eternity. The best thing is that the gift of salvation is free. Where is your heart at? Is it at "home" with our Savior?


This world is not my home I'm just a passing throughMy treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blueThe angels beckon me from heaven's open doorAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like youIf heaven's not my home then Lord what will I doThe angels beckon me from heaven's open doorAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Just over in Gloryland we'll live eternally The saints on every hand are shouting victoryTheir songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shoreAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know...

Albert E. Brumley- This World is Not My Home




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