Right around 5:15 today, someone at the office saw me and said "Go home!"
I thought "Well, I'm house-sitting, so even when I leave, I won't be going home. If I weren't house-sitting, then I still wouldn't be going home . . . I'm moving. I'll have a new home soon. But that home is very, very temporary. Lord willing, there will be some big changes soon. Even if I end up in China, I won't be there forever. Just long enough to develop some relationships and gain some things, then I'll leave again."
Home is a feeling that I had in childhood. It is now long gone, but My Shepherd Will Supply My Need.
"My Shepherd will supply my need:
Jehovah is His Name;
In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.
He brings my wandering spirit back
When I forsake His ways,
And leads me, for His mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death
Thy presence is my stay;
One word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home."
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