Home Sweet Home

Tonight I realized suburban St. Louis (specifically Oakville) will always hold a very special part of me.  When I was coming back "home" while my parents were living in Arnold there was no attachment, I never reminisced as I drove into town of the year and a half I spent in that house, and I hardly ever missed the house I barely knew.  Tonight was different though.

I drove down Telegraph (the main road here in Oakville) back to the house I spent seventeen years in.  The house I lived in with both my mom and my dad when I was really young, the house that I actually grew up in.  The house in Oakville is filled with seventeen years of memories, good and bad, but definitely more good.  I loved walking into the familiarity of my childhood, a house that actually feels like "home."

But this isn't home. The house in Arnold wasn't home. My apartment in Springfield isn't home either.  Every "house" here on this earth is finite and temporary, and while there are memories in each of these places, the place I long to call home I haven't yet seen.

Home is with God.  Now isn't my time, and frankly I don't know when is, but a part of me longs for it.  I can't wait to spend every moment worshipping my perfect God in His perfect Heavenly home where He has prepared a place for me.  Only then will the term "Home Sweet Home" truly have meaning.

I long to know my God in a way that I can only know Him after I leave this temporary "home."

Until then I pray I can spend every day walking with Him, striving to be more like His Son, Jesus, and loving His people here on Earth.  I don't know when I'll enter my permanent home, but until I do, I want to enjoy this one for all of the beauty it has to offer, and I hope overall I can add to that beauty in someway rather than take away from it.

"I can only imagine, when all I will do is forever, forever worship You, I can only imagine"- Mercy Me