We’re Not From Around Here
The summer after my freshman year in College, I worked for a
week as a teacher at church camp in Oklahoma. It was a different kind of place
than I was used to and even boasted a ghost town close by with a population of
seventeen people. One afternoon, I went on a store run with another woman from
our group. The first sign of trouble came when we could not find road signs. We drove for miles, hoping we were on the right road. Before we found road signs, though, we found something else. Cows! About twenty or twenty five cows were relaxing in the roadway we were trying to cross. They ignored our shouts and horn honks. Finally they decided on their own to move along. We drove on down the road for a minute, laughing at our adventure. Then the other lady suggested that we find a farmhouse and let someone know that the cows were out. Since we couldn't find any road sings I wasn't hopeful, but we did find a farmhouse. We knocked on the door and when the farmer answered, she explained to him that a quarter mile back we were trying to cross the road and the cows must have gotten out, and we felt that someone should know. He listened to the explanation and then asked, "Where're y'all from?" We told him we were both from West Texas. He smiled and told us they had open range. I asked the other lady as we drove off what open range meant. She said that the cows wandered and ate wherever they wanted and then were sorted out by the brands when it was time for market. We were glad to finally reach the town we were looking for and get back from our trek.
Sometimes things are hard to understand if you don't know the language or the customs. It can leave you feeling homesick. Sometimes we feel ill at ease in the world here. It is partly because we are not from around here. This is not our home. Advent reminds us that our hope is a home in heaven because of what Jesus did . Many of my family and friends have gone ahead of me the last couple of years. I am reminded of the old song that says,
This world is not my home. I'm just a-passing through.
My treasure 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.
The Hall of Faith in Hebrews 11 tells us that Abraham looked for a city whose builder and maker was God. (11:10) Others In John 14, Jesus is telling his disciples about his going to the father and preparing a place for them. He says, "in my father's house are many mansions. I go to prepare a place for you and if I go to prepare a place I will surely come again and receive you unto myself. (John 14:2)
There is a beautiful description in John's vision in Revelation.
Sometimes things are hard to understand if you don't know the language or the customs. It can leave you feeling homesick. Sometimes we feel ill at ease in the world here. It is partly because we are not from around here. This is not our home. Advent reminds us that our hope is a home in heaven because of what Jesus did . Many of my family and friends have gone ahead of me the last couple of years. I am reminded of the old song that says,
This world is not my home. I'm just a-passing through.
My treasure 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.
The Hall of Faith in Hebrews 11 tells us that Abraham looked for a city whose builder and maker was God. (11:10) Others In John 14, Jesus is telling his disciples about his going to the father and preparing a place for them. He says, "in my father's house are many mansions. I go to prepare a place for you and if I go to prepare a place I will surely come again and receive you unto myself. (John 14:2)
There is a beautiful description in John's vision in Revelation.
13 And one of the elders answered, saying unto me, What are these which are arrayed in white robes? and whence came they?
14 And I said unto him, Sir, thou knowest. And he said to me, These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.
15 Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve him day and night in his temple: and he that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them.
16 They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat.
17 For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
I admit that I long for that. Life is so hard here sometimes. I want to be where There is no night and the Lamb is the light. I want God to welcome me and wipe the tears from my eyes. Until that time, let us encourage our fellow travelers who are not from around here.