Home. It’s one of the most comforting words to me. The definition of home according to the English dictionary is – the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.
I used to think home was a place. One where I would lay my head at night, a place where I felt safe to be me. Then later in my life home became people, my family. The people who loved and cared for me. But once I met Jesus, home became a person. I found in Him a forever home where I am being redeemed, rescued, forgiven, chosen, loved, sealed, saved, free, known, adopted, justified, accepted, and alive. Making my home in Jesus made me member of a forever family, the kingdom of God! When I look at my life, I see how he is changing the word home for me and what a beautiful home He is.
As a little girl I heard Jesus many times. My parents told me all about the God who created me and knit me together. My church was always doing Bible school camps and musicals and classes. I remember singing about Jesus. Learning about Him! Thanking Him before our meals. He was a pretty big deal in my home as a child.
My parents loved Jesus and taught me that I should do the same. For a time in my life, I knew that knowing Jesus was what everyone around me wanted me to do. So I accepted Him at vacation bible school when I was seven years old. I believe with all of my heart He saved me that day. All I knew at that point in my faith was Jesus was the son of God. I believed He lived a perfect life and died for my sins on a bloody cross. I believed He rose from the dead and is with God in heaven! That was the extent of my faith as a child. I believed. It wasn’t until high school that I was CHANGED, MOVED, and transformed by Gods redeeming love for me.
This little girl, grew in to a typical teenager. I was very wrapped up in Olivia’s world. I didn’t think much about Jesus or the significance of what He did for me. I just claimed to be a Christian and went through the motions of everyday life.
One summer, at church camp, I was brought to my knees. I saw the clearest picture of what Jesus really did for me that night. I was humbled and broken by the way I had been living my life with little thought of Him.
It was that summer my life flipped inside out. Jesus was not just a planet orbiting around me anymore. He was the sun. We were in the center of the universe together and everything in my life started to orbit around HIM. I knew my life was forever changed. I decided to own my faith. To dig deep into the Word that helped me understand more about my Father and my forever home in Him. I’m still seeking and finding out new things about Him every single day of this life. I will never be able to scratch the surface of His love for me, His power, His beauty.
I still struggle not to get wrapped up in Olivia’s world everyday. I am learning that when you make your home in Christ you have to choose everyday to live there. I relate so much to the story of the prodigal son in Luke 15.
There are times when I’m tempted to run away from home. There are times when I stay gone too long. But I know that my home is built on the cornerstone of Christ. It will never be moved. It will always be a place that Jesus welcomes me with open arms. I am learning that my battle against the flesh and my sin is a DAILY fight. I have to surrender myself to Jesus everyday. Many of those days are hard and I struggle to choose Jesus in many of those trials.
Right now in my life, He is teaching me many things. He is teaching me to prioritize Him above every other aspect of my life. He is teaching me that my messy house doesn’t need to be cleaned until I spend time in His word. He is teaching me the importance of being on my knees praying for my husband and my children. He is teaching me that life is short and it is vital to be urgently sharing Jesus with others. He is teaching me that this world is not my home. He is teaching me to stop relying so much on myself and to be solely dependent on Him!
He is still working on me and will be until the day I get to my forever HOME.
Psalm 91 is one of the most comforting passages of scripture to me! It says, “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”
Where is your home found right now? Who is your refuge? I beg you to make it Jesus. In Him there is true rest and perfect peace.