Home.
It’s somewhere I’ve never been.
Amazing really.
That I long for this place.
That there are people I love there.
And I want to spend time with them again.
But I am here.
You put eternity in my heart, God.
And when I look to the sky
and the clouds part
it’s almost as if I am trying to see
Home.
Where I truly fit in.
And feel completely fulfilled.
And there is no pain.
And there is no feeling lonely
for home.
You tell me that I am a citizen of heaven.
I believe You.
Because You are first in my heart
and I trust You when You say
that you have prepared a place for me.
I am a citizen of another place.
Let me live as if I truly believe it!
You, Lord, made me Your Ambassador.
Your representative citizen of heaven
here in the world I was born into.
The world of humanity.
The world that sometimes feels like home, comfortable and safe.
But I know better.
My promised home is perfect.
Imperfections abound in my temporary home.
That’s why I am an Ambassador.
An Ambassador to bring reconciliation
between God and people.
I’m calling out to those who are weighed heavily
with those imperfections
to accept His invitation!
to come home.
He calls all of us from beyond,
and in our hearts.
Will you embrace this earthly home
with everything you have to give?
Or choose a perfect home
swept away to its streets of gold
in the twinkling of an eye
on the day of God’s choosing?
I embrace that which is beyond what my human eyes can see.
For I am seen.
And I am His.
And He will call me
some day
Home.
– Susie Stewart
Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.
– 1 Corinthians 13:12 (NLT)
We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God.
– 2 Corinthians 5:20 (NLT)
…He has planted eternity in the human heart…
– Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NLT)
Photo taken by Susie Stewart
Beautiful, Susie! The older I get, the more I long for my real Home. Won’t it be glorious?!
Thanks, Ruthie! Yes, beyond what we can even imagine!