Reading through the Bible together
I do not know what it is like to be a captive in a foreign land, but I do know what it is like to be homesick.
While serving as a student missionary, I spent many hours reminiscing with my best friend about my home in the United States. We would make up songs about our homeland and watch planes take off into the sunset, reminding ourselves that “one day that will be us, heading home.” One time, wanting to make sure we weren’t remembering our country through our homesick eyes, I commented, “You know, America has its problems too.” My friend agreed, then responded, “but my corner of America doesn’t.” No doubt we were homesick and everything back home looked good.
Sometimes, I feel that same kind of homesickness for heaven. I long to be reunited with my mother, restored to full health, and freed from evil. Come to think of it, maybe I do know what it is like to be a captive in a foreign land, for certainly this world is not my home. Sometimes my longing for the better world is so intense that I am left feeling despondent and trapped here on Planet Earth.
But like this Psalmist, who hints at a fear of forgetting his homeland, I would rather be homesick for heaven than attached to this world. Wouldn’t you?
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Cleveland, Tennessee, USA