Longing for Home

How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of Heaven’s Armies.

I long, yes, I faint with longing to enter the courts of the Lord.

With my whole being, body and soul, I will shout joyfully to the living God.

Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow builds her nest and raises her young at a place near your altar, O Lord of Heaven’s Armies, my King and my God!


What joy for those who can live in your house, always singing your praises. What joy for those whose strength comes from the Lord, who have set their minds on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem.


Psalm 84:1-6


How lovely is God’s dwelling place, how I faint with longing to enter the courts of the Lord!  This psalm reaches my heart because we live in a world with fear, trials and challenges and can often make us feel adrift – like we’re still searching for a place where we can truly make ourselves at home.  There’s a longing for something more, something that makes us feel like we belong.


We are all longing for something that resonates perfectly with who we were made to be.   What we are longing for is the new earth, the place God has been preparing for our eternity with him.


For the last couple of days I have had a nostalgic longing for home. I hope that doesn’t sound morbid or anything!  I’m actually in the middle of a joyful season and really loving my life, but there’s just that part of my heart that will never be completely satisfied until I see Jesus face to face.


This life of faith that we are all living is not static.  It’s anything but.   That’s because we’re not Home yet.  Things aren’t settled.  We’re still walking by faith.  Sometimes I see clearly.  Other times I feel led to do things that probably don’t make sense to others. We are navigating through this life as best as we know how, but one thing we can be sure of – we are grounded on the foundation of Jesus, and He’s the same yesterday, today and FOREVER.


We have no way to see the future years, I’m sure there will be days of sunshine, and others with pain and sorrow.  One day we will cross over to our real home, but until then we still have work to do, and our relationship with Jesus sustains us and gives us a skip to our step and a twinkle in our eye knowing: THE BEST IS YET TO COME.


Today is my day to pine for home…even just a little.  What joy is mine as I choose to live in your house all the days of my life, knowing that my strength comes from You.  There’s love in my longing for home, and there’s faith in anticipating meeting you face to face.


There’s no place like Home!

Love Audrey