Homeward Bound

Today my mom and I reached our final destination when we pulled my small 2005 white dodge neon into our driveway in the sunny state of Florida. After a year of being away at school, I was finally home for the summer. The anticipation was building every mile of the drive back home and the joy in reaching our final destination brought a smile to my face. We were greeted with hugs from the family and jumping from my anxious beagle-mix Peanut. A certain 5 year old girl was so excited to see both me and my mom that she literally jumped up and down with excitement and kept exclaiming "You're here!" The fact I had been looking forward to this moment of returning home for the summer all semester just got me to thinking of how on this earth, as Christians, we are just passing through and on a journey to our final destination: Heaven. We are all homeward bound as we work our way to the gates of glory through the journey of this life. And just as me and my mom were greeted with excitement and hugs from family, I can just imagine how excited Jesus is going to be when we step into those pearly gates and right into His arms for a warm embrace. 


As we go through this life we should have a healthy sort of anticipation for when we reach our final destination and one day touch our feet on those golden shores; when we step foot into our real home- a home with Jesus in Heaven. As we go through this life, we should never forget that this is not our home and this world is only temporary. We are merely passing through, sort of pilgrims making our way to our homeland. This sure gives one a new perspective on life and helps to remind us that what is done for eternity is what will last- things done for this world are temporary and fleeting. The trophies, houses, cars, and other possessions will one day turn to dust and fade into the distance. Only that which is done for eternity will last and so we should store up our treasures in heaven and not on the earth. Living for Christ everyday and living in such a manner that the next breath could be our last is one way to make sure that when we do reach our final destination we can willingly run into the Father's arms with no regrets and no fears. 


And so I am merely passing through this earth on a journey to my homeland. I, along with many other believers, are simply homeward bound. I pray that I can make the journey worthwhile so when one day I reach those golden shores I can run up to the Father unashamed and content with the way I have lived my life on earth. Living in such a way that is worthy of my eternal home.