Home is not an address or a structure. It’s not a zip code or a state or a country. It’s not even a people, as I’ve previously thought. Addresses change. Buildings burn down or fall into disrepair. Zip codes boundaries are redrawn and governments crumble. People pass or pull away. If these temporary structures are our home we will always, eventually find ourselves homeless. Our permanent Home is found in our Lord alone.
Tag: Heaven
In the wilderness, all that other stuff falls away. In the wilderness, life is stripped down to essentials and we can’t take another step without knowing God is with us. It is only in this parched land of perception or circumstance that we are consumed with longing for God. It is in the wilderness where we discover that He truly is enough. In the wasteland that we learn that our God really will provide all we need according to His riches and glory. In the wilderness we learn to follow closely: convinced and contingent upon His protection and provision.
His goodness chases us down until He catches us completely, and carries us into His presence entirely. Then He goes after our kids.
Apostle Paul suffered from social distancing long before coronavirus made it a cultural phenomenon.
One day, when the weight of sin has been removed fro this world, we will frolic once again.
The Christmas story is about the centerpiece of heaven coming to earth.
Don’t give in to the temptation to weigh your life before eternity steps on the scale.
Always and everything: two of the most absolute words I know.
Today I am thankful that we win over sin and death when we align ourselves with Jesus.
It turns out we can be thankful in arrears or thankful in advance.