I woke up with such an excitement to meet with God. It was Sunday and I was up earlier than ever. As I finish my morning readings and grab another cup of coffee, the phone rings. Unusual for a call that early in the morning, I glanced at the clock and it was 7am.
I answered, “Hello!”
“Alene, I don’t know how to get home,” was all I heard on the other end.
“Excuse me,” I asked so confused.
The picture began to come clearer as my friend talked. She was new to my city. She left her family and everything she knew to come here. In the process she ended up on the streets, but thankfully had soon found an apartment.
She had had medical issues the night before and ended up at the hospital downtown. As she came out into the morning light, she realized she had no idea how to get home from there. She didn’t know the direction. Didn’t know what bus. She didn’t know where her home was.
Luckily I had taken her home a few times before and knew the way. Arriving there to pick her up, she just kept whispering, “I just want to get home. I want to get home.”
Her words spoken out of a groggy sleepless night voice rang in my ears for days to come. I just want to get home.
That’s how we all feel. We long for our home. We weren’t created to live here and so our being yearns for a place to call home.
If you feel you don’t know how to get home, know that getting home is as simple as knowing Jesus!
Friend, if that’s you, don’t wander around any longer repeating, I just want to get home. Stop and ask because someone can tell you how to get home.
Someone can take you straight to Jesus.
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I’m glad you were able to help your friend. I love the parallel you have drawn. We all yearn to be reunited with our Father. I think that is why we try so hard, grateful for His grace and love for my shortcomings.
Reminds me of the song, Come home, come home. You who are weary come home..
Beautiful. Love that song!