So I switched over to Netflix and looked for something entertaining. After a couple of misses, I clicked on a movie called Lion - and found myself thinking about things like "love" and "being lost" and "finding home".
But the movie made me think about home. Not my earthly, physical home, but about my heavenly home - and how believers are themselves "lost" and far from the place we would know as "home"... my eternal home. We are in many respects - like Saroo in the movie - unable to locate where we're from. We even pronounce the name wrong. We only know a little of where we should be - but we KNOW it's home, because it's there that we find pure love from a heavenly Father provided by a holy Savior, guided there by the Spirit and the Word.
The movie review opens with this quote
Home is more than four walls and a roof. It's more than where you sleep, eat, wash your hair. There's something spiritual about home, something impossible to define yet impossible to replace. And even when you leave that home, a bit of it follows you wherever you go.
My heavenly home is much the same. Impossible to define; impossible to replace. I'll know it when I arrive, and God will wipe away all tears from my eyes. I'm grateful for my earthly home and all it means - but that day when I'll finally be home for good. Ahhhh...that will be something very special.
For years now I've always thought to myself, "What makes Heaven my home? My ultimate destination?" Besides what God's Word reveals about the place, the one thing that has always drawn me there was not the place. It was the Person who is there. He's waiting for me. I can't wait to tell Him how sorry I am for the ways I disappointed Him, but even more so - I want to tell Him how beautiful He is, and how much I love Him.