As many if not all of you know, my husband is now living in an assisted living facility. This has been a difficult adjustment for him, so I ask you to pray for him. Earlier in his stay at the facility there were many requests and sometimes demands on his part to go home. When he said that he wanted to go home, he was referring to our condo in our small town. As I think of this, however, I believe there is a desire in all of us to go home, to go to our real home, our eternal home.
As I ponder this further, I wonder if this is not my husband's longing deep down in his spirit as well, to go home to his real home, to the place of no tears, no aging, no pain, and no heartache, to go to a place of rest and security free from the difficult issues of this life. This world is not our real and lasting home. We are merely on pilgrimage journeying to our eternal home. The Lord Jesus is our Shepherd guiding us to our real and eternal home. He provides abundant blessings and protection along the way. Yet it is best, if we do not get too complacent or attached to this world, for we are just passing through.
Personally, I sometimes weary of the pilgrimage. When my husband and I married, less than five years ago, we both had big dreams. We both had lost our first spouses to difficult diseases, and this seemed as if it was a chance for a beautiful second love for both of us. Instead he is now living at a facility, and I have my own physical issues of osteoporosis, back pain, cataracts etc. Yet God assures me that in addition to an eternal home promised to me, I can be certain that God had placed me exactly where He wants me to be at this time and place. There is a purpose for where I am in my life. There is a purpose for even the trials, if only to teach dependence on him.
So wherever you are in your life, dear reader, run your life race with vigor depending on the Lord. Be thankful for your blessings, but don't get too attached to this world. Look forward with joy and hope to your real home in Eternity.
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