We spent a couple nights here:
Hiked to here (awesome, I know :)
And drove here...
To see this. Is God awesome or what?!
Vacation is sweet. It's those little moments of silence, of being somewhere new, and experiencing it together. It's interesting because the more I vacation the more thankful I am for home. Those corny words "there's no place like home" seem like profound truth after a few nights in a tent or a long (2 hour ha!) airplane ride.
I think there's always a place in our hearts that longs for home. And sometimes I think that home is hard to find, I mean really find.
Home for years was Clarksdale Arizona and to this day I'll often refer to it as my childhood and where I'm "from", when the familiar question is asked. But we've gone back years later and those familiar feelings and faces have changed, and while I love those memories it's not home anymore.
Home for 12 years was this house:
It was the best picture I could find :) house is to the right and yes, Iowa always has this much snow!
Home for years was an apartment with college roommates, living in a basement during an internship and now is the second of two apartments with my hubs in Madison, WI.
Even with these lovely pictures and places to call home, sometimes I experience a longing to return--to go "home". The longing isn't satisfied by being in a certain place or time. I think CS Lewis said it well when he said, "If we find in ourselves a longing for which the world cannot satisfy, the only explanation is that we were made for another world."
And so I find myself. Here. Home. Longing for home. 2 Corinthians 5:1-2 says this. "For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this tent we groan, longing to be put on our heavenly dwelling." I echo amen! Tents are wonderful for a time being but are not permanent and we long for home. And our home is a heavenly building with the Lord. May my heart long in such a way that home is found only with Him.
So friends, may your home be found in a place not made with human hands and may your heart long while here for that home. But know you are not alone in this longing, John 14:23 promises, "If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him." Find freedom knowing that the God of the universe has come to make His home with you. And someday all that He calls home will be ours also. What a beautiful picture of true freedom, finally finding home.
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