“I’m homesick for heaven.” This thought came to me the last two nights while I was driving home from work. I guess it made me stop and think and that is why I am taking time to write.
Homesick: the longing or desire to go home or be at home.
The question then becomes – where is home? Is it where I have lived all my life? Is it where I have spent my time during the past year? Is it where I’m surrounded by friends? Is it where I feel most comfortable? According to the bible, we are aliens and strangers in this world; our home is not in this world; it is in heaven.
This is becoming more true to me as each day passes. It seems as if earthly homes are filled with corruption, perversion, sadness, vulgarity, and distance. Earthly homes consist of everything that is human; everything that is not of the Lord. I am not saying that earthly homes cannot or are not redeemed, but the “home,” i.e. world, we live in is in dire need of the Lord.
This is ok because we are commanded to be a witness to the lost and dying; we are to pray for those who need the Lord. Yet, sometimes it’s hard when I miss home – heaven home. I miss what I’ve never tangibly experienced, but I miss it nonetheless. I miss what is promised to be there; I miss Who is promised to be there, and I miss the comfort and joy that is promised to be there.
I was neat – within minutes of my thought “I’m homesick for heaven,” the following song was played on the radio. I’d never heard the song before, and although the message is about missing a loved one, the words rang clear through my heart.
You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
In Christ, there are no goodbyes
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again
And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
~Mercy Me
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