Home

I've been doing a ton of travel lately for my job with the RCA equipping church planters, speaking engagements, conferences, and a vacation with Kristy. I don't think I've been homne for two weeks in a row since mid August. Yikes. This past Friday night I got home from a trip to Baltimore and wonder of wonders I have no trips scheduled until late January. Awesome.

It just feels good and right to be home. Traveling may be a little exciting, but home is filled with peace, comfort, security, stability, joy, and best of all - family. There is an inner thing going on with me now as I know I won't be leaving for months. And it feels great. Although I have to travel from time to time - I was meant to be at home. The travel, which is a part of my mission in life, gets wearisome.

I wonder if this is the sentiment Peter was getting at when he says in I Peter 2:11 we are aliens and strangers in this world. Our mission is on earth to be sure, but it isn't our home. Our home is with Christ in heaven. That's a sweet thought when life gets wearisome - our mission is here, but this is not our home.