When we were visiting my mama a couple of weeks ago, I already knew, but I really faced reality, realizing, that she is Homesick. Not homesick for the house she use to live in, the one daddy and spent a many happy hours together, but her Heavenly home. She she realizes that she is just a visitor down her on earth, and Heaven is her real home.
She spoke often of missing daddy, my brother James, and all the loves ones that have already reached home.
She would say, "you know that daddy is waiting for me.(See they told each other that whoever went first, that they would wait at the gate for the other one to come home), and your daddy has waited to long." She says, "she knows that daddy has been busy praising God, and helping to prepare for her coming, but she knows he checks the gate everyday to see if she is coming."
God may take us home before He does her, but if not, am I ready for her to go to her Heavenly Home? NO! But one thing I do know is one day we will be together again. See, because I have accepted Jesus as my Savior and Lord, I know one day, I will again see my daddy, brothers, and other love ones also.
Praise God for that promise, and I know that God have never failed me, and has never broke His promises to me.
It has been a long hard day, week, month, year... well, when you get right down to it, as Twila Paris says, "Life is hard, but God is good." Life is hard. Job says that man is born to trouble as the sparks fly upward. We are born in trauma, we live day to day finding the best way through and the lessons from our trials. The world rails on us; friends let us down. The enemy schemes against us, and our own flesh betrays us. Our final trial takes us into the arms of Jesus. He has promised to receive us to Himself. Think of that. Each one that knows Him, He will greet and lead to Heaven. In difficult times, it is very easy to get down, or to think of our home as far away. Jesus told Pilot that His Kingdom is not of this world, and neither are we. We are in the world, but not of it. It no longer has any claim to us or to our hearts.
God is good. Look at the first words from this section. Let not your heart be troubled. Jesus is always concerned for us, mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually. How many times did He tell the apostles to be at peace, or rest in Him? The first words Jesus says to the disciples after His resurrection were "Fear not, it is I." His first words to Mary Magdalene in the garden that first Resurrection Day morning were, "Woman, why are you weeping?" He knows our hearts just as He knows the hearts of Mary, Matthew, Mark, Peter and every other blood-bought child of His, including you and me.
In that time that seems so dark, turn to Jesus and let Him bring to your mind the wondrous things He is preparing for us. He has walked the path and marked the way so we can follow. At the end of that path is a city of such staggering beauty that human words fail to properly describe it. The dwellings, by some fairly conservative estimates, could be as much as 80 cubic acres of the New Jerusalem. I will be happy with whatever He has made for me. Knowing how much love Jesus has already displayed, that is not a huge step of faith. Streets paved with pure gold, and foundation stones of dimension and unspeakable beauty. All of this will be centered around and lit by the glory of God the Father and the Lamb.
So, now you may still be homesick, but at least it is the happy kind of homesick. The best part of any trip is getting home. We have yet to imagine what home will be like for us. Except that it comes from the limitless imagination of the One who created us and loves us most. Homesick anyone?
Lord Jesus, we thank you for the glimpses that You have given us into tomorrow. A time when we will see You face to face and wipe away all the tears and pain of this life. Guard our frail hearts against fear and depression. And teach us to look to You and the wonders You are preparing for us, when they do settle in and lay siege to our hearts. Teach us to fear not, and to be at peace. Amen.
Blessing, Love and Prayers,