Friday, December
24, 2021
HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS!
1
Sam 20:5-6
5 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.
6 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.
1
Chron 11:17-18
17 And David longed, and said, Oh that one would give me
drink of the water of the well of
18 And the three brake through the host of the Philistines,
and drew water out of the well of
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 cannot easily find a parallel 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
“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.
This year, we have blended two families. After
retirement, we moved in with our daughter and son-in-law. We have our own space
within the same house. Coming home is as easy as walking down the hall. Both
granddaughters are home. Both with a dog in tow and one with a new husband. There
is no silent night here but the early mornings are quiet and peaceful.
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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