Starting Sunday my husband and I should be on vacation. We are excitedly looking forward to it. There truly is No place like home. And I miss my family and can't wait to spend some time with them too.
But it is only Thursday.......and we are in Raleigh, NC with no load yet. We need a load bringing us within 200 miles of home. And as we sit and wait, we get a little impatient.
Well, ok, a lot impatient!
We pray and we hope that that load will come.
I love my job. I really do. I am not unhappy doing it or being here where the day is sunny and warm, but my heart is longing to be at home.
This reminds me of how we should be looking forward to going home to a Heaven.
This World is not my Home
This world is not my home I'm just a passing through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
If heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
I have a loving mother just over in Gloryland
And I don't expect to stop until I shake her hand
She's waiting now for me in heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know...
Just over in Gloryland we'll live eternaly the saints on every hand are shouting victory
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know...
But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, (Philippians 3:20 ESV)
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