DayBreaks for 07/25/19: The View from a Far Country
For nearly six decades I have lived far away from the land where I was born: Iowa. Most of my sojourn has been spent in California which is very, very different from the plains of the mid-west. Recently, however, we have moved to Illinois and were in Iowa for a few days and it made me think about the far country and home.
No matter how long one has been gone, there’s always something endearing about returning “home”. My parents are no longer there, nor any of my aunts and uncles. Some of my cousins remain, but they have scattered, too. Still, it was sweet for me to be “home” again for a while.
FIRST: there is a built-in peacefulness for most of us about “home”. It is where we can relax, be ourselves. It is familiar. The far distant country, while it may have its appeals, isn’t the same. We often pretend to be something or someone we aren’t to impress in the far country. At home we know and are known intimately – and loved and accepted.
SECOND: for most, home holds precious memories. My mind is full of images of growing up on the farm and the carefree years of early childhood spent there. I long for that kind of peace and delight once more. Some day I shall have it.
THIRD: we are all in a far country whether we know it or not. And we are all on a journey “home”. The longer we have been gone from home, the sweeter the sound of “Welcome home!” becomes. I will see the face of my Father and my father, mother and a sister I never met, as well as other relatives and beloved friends.
FOURTH: as long as I am in the far country, my Father still expects me to act like His child. I may-and do-fail often, but even more than my earthly father still loved me when I let him down, so much more does my heavenly Father, and His welcome will be the sweetest of them all.
PRAYER: Thank you for our homes, both in this world and the world to come. Help me act like your child no matter when I am. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Copyright by 2019 by Galen C. Dalrymple. ><}}}”>