Saturday, October 8, 2011

God's Home

A couple of weeks ago I went to the American Christian Fiction Writers Conference. Informative, fun and enlightening, I met some wonderful people. People I hope to keep in touch with for a long time and maybe even reading this right now. It was great to be excited about writing all over again and glean an educational experience!
While I was there though, I missed home. I have always been a big homesick baby. It has followed me into adulthood. I missed my husband and kids. I would like to state for the record I did not miss our dog. I called my family often and made sure I spoke with everyone at least once while I was gone.
Coming home was sweet. My husband kissed and hugged me. My children acted like I had the plague. The dog was glad to see me. Hmm...maybe there's a lesson here. Anyway, I was glad to be home. We worshipped and rested and had as much family togetherness as my kids would allow on Sunday.
Monday dawned as usual. Hurry to school. Hurry to work. Hurry to get the laundry done. Hurry to get those groceries. And hurry through all those notes I took at the conference to remember all things pertinent. Why is life such a rush?
I paused to think about why I missed home. Everyone I loved was there. The peace and calm of familiarity soothes me. Confident in my surroundings and able to sneak a cookie I really don't need. But, not perfect. Errands never end! Can I get an "Amen!" on that one? People get cranky-notice I'm not naming names-and we wish we were back at the conference.
I started thinking about my next blog. It came to me. Many things have been said about home. "Home is where the heart is" and "There's no place like home" came to mind almost immediately. I thought about why I always get homesick. And the idea for this blog came to me.
We are so in love with the idea of home. Even, and sometimes especially, when it isn't perfect. What about our heavenly home that is perfect? It's waiting for us. No rushing. No laundry. No high calorie cookies. Just perfection. And, all the people we love will be there. All of them. Topping the list in importance, the One who loves us the most will be there. No place like it and where my heart is. Always.