A Spectacle Of Glory #63

Read: Revelation 22:1-5

When you are homesick, what images come to mind? Maybe you think of an old house, familiar in every detail and dear to you. Maybe you remember well-loved faces and voices, now far away. It’s possible you are homesick for a city, for a neighborhood, for a pet, for fireflies, for sweet summer roses, for old-favorite home-cooked meals, or for the sound of wind in the maple trees. Out of nowhere, a certain something will remind you of home and stir your longing.

Those who love the Lord and have walked with Him for years are sometimes homesick for heaven, a place where they belong but have never been. They dream of the Lord’s return. They long to be clothed in pure garments, white as snow. They think about angels; a restored earth; a strong, new body; and loved ones who have already crossed over. Mostly, they think of Jesus—Savior and Friend, Lord and Bridegroom, Shepherd and King.

I’m grateful for my life, Lord. I’m grateful for my family and friends. I’m thankful for the work You’ve given me to do. But You know my heart. I get so weary of this sin-sick world, and deep down, I just want to “depart and be with Christ, which is better by far.”^a I want to go Home.