We all do it at one time or another. We visit somewhere that feels like home to us.
My “home” seems to be the beach. The ache in my soul is a reminder that I am not at “home”. Deep within my heart is a love for the ocean and everything about it. I love to stare upon the horizon and let my thoughts drift to a peace and comfort I only seem to access there. I enjoy listening to the waves and the constant, rhythmic lapping as they hit the shoreline.
My husband and I have talked about moving south many times. I have looked for jobs, houses and cost of living. I am just convinced that I belong on the beach and would feel so at “home” there.
My desire to live on the beach would eventually cave in like the castle built on the sand. I would soon have the desire to live somewhere else. My daughter in law once asked a local that lived on an island that we visited where he vacationed? His response? “The mountains…there I can breathe and relax.”
Is the fact that we are on vacation….away from the drama of life, that make us feel more relaxed and at “home”? The swirling circumstances of life are put on hold for a week. The busy lives we lead slow down to a snail’s pace and we stop, listen and relax. I may be on to something.
As a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, my spirit is truly longing for my heavenly home. I will never truly feel at “home” until I am there…..
2 Corinthians 5:1-5 “For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed instead with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. Now the one who has fashioned us for this very purpose is God, who has given us the Spirit as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.For some it is the beach, others the mountains and some the farm land of the midwest. But we are all searching for it at one time or another. Knowing that it is not peace or hope that I am missing-because that is available right now-but that it is truly “My Heavenly Home” brings me comfort like never before.”
Let me be clear on one thing though….
someone offers us a cottage on the beach….we are SO there!!
IN CHRIST ALONE
*NIV Bible, personal graphic