Have you ever visited somewhere that feels like “home” to you?

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.  

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…..

But….Let me be clear on one thing….

…if someone offers us a cottage on the beach….we will gladly accept!!

~Be Encouraged Today~

Tammy