Going Home

Some people go to extraordinary lengths to get home for Christmas. It’s as if we have some inner homing instinct that draws us there.

Right about now, thousands have left or are preparing to travel across the country or maybe across town. A number of victims from the hurricanes that devastated the Gulf Coast have returned to the area to spend Christmas with friends or family.

Yet there are many who can’t or won’t go home and others still who have nothing to return to – and it has nothing to do with natural disasters. Sadly, empty old cars and shadowy city canyons are the only homes they have. They huddle in the dark, almost always hungry and often with children. Then there are those who’ve experienced different kinds of human disasters of the mind and heart, leaving them isolated and alone in the most boisterous of crowds.

Carols ring out, “Peace on earth, good will to men … Joy to the World.” But these are as elusive as the wind, as slippery as ice, and as invisible as the air we breathe.

It is our belief in something good – something better – that inspires and strengthens people to pursue these things. The world would be a horrible place without the peacemakers and the philanthropists.
But, circumstances change and it’s impossible to hold onto something intangible.

True joy exists when we allow the Savior to dwell within our hearts and spirits. There is a sense of going home when we kneel to the tiny baby and recognize the purpose of His birth. He came to show us how to find a joy that no one can ever take away.

“These things I have spoken to you so that My joy may be in you, and that your joy may be made full.” John 15:11, NAS

Christmas Blessings, Francine


    On 10:14 AM Cami said...

    That He may be our Home, and that we may make others Homesick, is my prayer.


    No matter how bad things get here on earth, the hope we have in Christ makes it all bearable.

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