Home Has Never Been Sweeter (standard:humor, 909 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Oct 07 2018	Views/Reads: 1945/1270	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I really will not get home until I go to the Father's House, where He has a place prepared especially for me.

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My conference was over and I headed back to the difficult job of prying
the grandmother loose from her ninth grandchild. It took some doing, 
but I accomplished it and we were on the road again. 

On the trip home, we, and I say "we" rather loosely, were planning a
return trip to see the grandchild. 

I, weary from traveling, was planning how wonderful it would be to get
home, sit in my chair, eat at my table and sleep in my bed. Traveling 
is wonderful, especially if you are going to see a granddaughter, but 
the most delicious aspect of traveling is heading home. 

As my wife glowed over the recent granddaughter and rehearsed in my
weary ears the extraordinary attributes of this latest addition to our 
family, I was thinking about home. When people say that home is where 
the heart is, I am thinking of other body parts. There is no reclining 
chair quite like the reclining chair awaiting me at home. I must say 
that my posterior has grown weary of all these foreign seats. 

As we traveled weary mile after weary mile a verse of Scripture seemed
to rest in my head. "In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were 
not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.” (John 
14:2). 

I really will not get home until I go to the Father's House, where He
has a place prepared especially for me.


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