Tiki, our Cypriot poodle, never has any trouble feeling at home…
For the last 12 years, my husband and I have been in the fast lane as far as international travel. It has been a privilege, exhilirating, revealing, and exhausting at once. One year we traveled to three continents in the space of seven days. It was a whilwind. I remember waking up one morning, and in my fog, not knowing what city I was in. It actually took a couple of minutes to figure it out…
In fact, sometimes i still do wake up and think for a second, “Where am I?”.. even in my own fluffy bed in the states.
But today I was thinking about the joy of these experiences that goes way past the inconvenience and exhaustion. The most common places we travel are Cyprus, Israel, Ukraine, Russia, Brazil, and Argentina. And we have found a home away from home in each place. We have knitted our hearts with the believers there, or should I say they have taken us in and made us feel like family.
Right now I am stretched out on a bed, feeling comfortable in the home of dear friends in Cyprus. In a week, we will be at home in Israel and in a month in Ukraine.
I am thinking about these words from Mark 10:31:
“Assuredly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or lands, for My sake and the gospel’s, who shall not receive a hundredfold now in this time–houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions–and in the age to come, eternal life.”
Well, if I am asking myself “Where is home?” today, then I know the answer: Heaven. And I am not there yet, but in the meantime, God has provided a lot of places around the world for me to get a little glimpse of what my home in Heaven will be like.