HOME
FOR THE HOLIDAYS!
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Sam 20:5-6
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And David said unto Jonathan, Behold, to morrow is the new moon, and I should
not fail to sit with the king at meat: but let me go, that I may hide myself in
the field unto the third day at even.
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If thy father at all miss me, then say, David earnestly asked leave of me
that he might run to Bethlehem his city: for there is a yearly sacrifice there
for all the family.
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Chron 11:17-18
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And David longed, and said, Oh that one would give me drink of the water of the
well of Bethlehem, that is at the gate!
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And the three brake through the host of the Philistines, and drew water out of
the well of Bethlehem, that was by the gate, and took it, and brought it to
David: but David would not drink of it, but poured it out to the LORD,
It
is hard to find
the same kind of holiday homesickness that fills our hearts in the Bible. We
are so mobile, and the family unit is so scattered, that we can’t find a
parallel culture in the scriptures. David probably comes closest to the
longings for home that are so familiar to us.
David
was a home boy
and family was important to him. When Saul sought to take his life he longed to
return to Bethlehem for the annual gathering of family. This homecoming
revolved around church and worship. There was an annual sacrifice and everyone
came home for this special occasion.
While
David was bivouacked in the field, the Philistines occupied his home city
of Bethlehem. Trouble and discomfort caused him to think of home and he longed
for a drink from Bethlehem’s well which was at the gate. Some of his soldiers
overheard as he talked about this and broke through the lines to retrieve a
drink for their homesick leader. Home and family was important to David.
“Home
is where life makes up its mind. It is there-with fellow family
members-we hammer out our convictions on the anvil of relationships. It is
there we cultivate the valuable things in life, like attitudes, memories,
beliefs, and most of all, character.” Charles R. Swindoll (1934- )
Each
generation,
just by living life day to day, produces nostalgic memories for the generation
to follow. There is a strong tug at our heart to come home. The smell of
turkey, sage, and pumpkin transports me home. A real wood fire in the fireplace
may not be the most efficient way to heat a house but it is a most wonderful
way to warm a heart!
I
once was the traveler but I’m now the destination for these
holiday wanderings. All I have left of home and parents are pictures etched
upon my memory. Now I am, without thinking, chiseling memories upon the hearts
of my daughter and granddaughters. Other family members are widely scattered
and the longing for family gatherings are difficult to fulfill. I sit, like
David, longing for a drink from the family tap.
People
think it is morbid
to talk of being homesick for Heaven but it is a very real condition. It is not
a death wish but a longing to be gathered with family and friends. The loving
Heavenly Father beckons us home and we brave the most uncomfortable conditions
in our quest to arrive. One day the redeemed will receive that first hug on the
threshold of home. It will be wonderful!
Matt 25:34
34 Then shall the King say unto them on
his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for
you from the foundation of the world:
Dear
Father, satisfy those who long for home and family at this time of the year.
AMEN
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