When you stay so long in the same rental working out of town for the family. There’s this strange accommodation that grabs hold of you such that you try to make the best of where you stay. But when you lay down at night and you’re far from your loved ones the things around become suddenly clear. This is not our home and were traveling through here it will be really nice to be where we belong.

I know that Jesus has left us in a position of service and authority while He’s gone to prepare us a home. The joy of being part of that family makes it such that we never feel alone. But we miles away from our loving Father and this place is really breaking down. It certainly will be nice to be back with Him and finally find where we belong.

We Belong to the Father and where ever He stands is Home. It’s not that we don’t love being with you but this old world is no longer our home. It is so nice of you to make steps to welcome us but I hope that you’ll understand. When this life is over all the people I belong with will live in the Promise Land. This ain’t home it’s just a promise that we are left while we overcome. All the things in this life except the love we have for you are temporary things to relinquish. We belong to another and can’t wait to get on home.