This is a nice place to live, but it’s just not home. Many a military person, long-haul truck driver, individual who lost a mate or college student far from home would make that statement.
The older we get as Christians, the more we realize we’re just biding our time until we arrive at our promised abode.
John 14:2
I go to prepare a place for you.
The hymn writer expressed it well:
This world is not my home; I’m just passing through.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door,
and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.
I think I can see the porch light from here.
Think about it.
Gary