“Lord, through all the generations you have been our home! Before the mountains were created, before the earth was formed, you are God without beginning or end.” Psalm 90:1,2 (NLT)
This is the time of year when we talk of “home” and think nostalgic thoughts about the families we grew up in – or the families we wish we’d had as children. Despite the commercials and our glossed-over memories, no earthly home is perfect, secure or long-lasting. Both of my parents are deceased. I can no longer return to the home they created together. How comforting to know my true home, on earth and in heaven, is not only with God but is God Himself.
One of my favorite verses is Romans 15:13. “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit” (NIV). Our eternal God is my hope and strength for facing life’s challenges because he’s my perfect, secure, loving, eternal home. Though I enjoy and appreciate my earthly, tangible home, it’s not perfect, secure or eternal. And, sometimes, it’s not all that loving.
The only reason I can trust God to be my hope and home is the fact that he’s holy. If he even had a dust mote of sin in his being, he wouldn’t be trustworthy, he wouldn’t be all-loving, all-power, all-knowing — and on and on through his endless amazing attributes. Instead, like us, he’d be mastered by sin and powerless to work on our behalf. But HE IS HOLY. Therefore, we can trust him to be our home and our hope, now and forever. PTL!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration, Becky