It’s Saturday night, and Cyndi and I are sitting in the O’Hare airport because our last flight home was delayed two hours.
This momma is seriously homesick for her boys, and two more hours is going to feel like two years!
My sister and I have had a wonderful time in San Francisco this past week, but there is NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
My lived-in-by-five-guys-for-five-days-while-momma-was-gone home that is sure to be a wreck when I see it, will be a site for sore eyes.
I will never be so happy to see a huge pile of laundry in the laundry room than I will when I get home tonight. The thought of sleeping in my bed all snuggled up with a couple of little boys in between Cy and I makes me giddy.
I’m looking forward to doing the same old same old. The mundane sounds beautiful to me, because it will be with those that I love the most.
As I sit here and think about how much I miss my home, I am reminded of a home beyond compare…our heavenly home.
How blessed it is to know that my life doesn’t end with the kingdoms I have built here on here, but thankfully, my life will NEVER end in THE KINGDOM above all kingdoms.
“Where God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death,
neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there by any more pain:
for the former things are passed away.” Revelation 21:4
Won’t it be amazing?
Truly, our finite minds cannot even begin to imagine the infinite glory of God.
I am reminded of this very popular Christian song from several years ago. It was popular on Christian and secular radio stations, so you may have heard of it.
It’s called, “I Can Only Imagine” by Mercy Me.
If you have never heard this song, take a moment to enjoy it. And if you have heard it a million times like me, listen to it again with your eyes closed and may your heart be filled with a new joy.
Have a blessed Sunday!