I've been feeling a bit blue these days after Christmas. I've tried distraction -- focusing on other things. I've tried planning our summer vacation so I could anticipate something else that was good. I've counted my gifts with Ann. While these things helped, it didn't completely take the let-down away.
I was on my way home from getting groceries the other night when the tears came. It was a Sara Groves' song that did it, pieces of lyrics from "Every Minute" that gave me permission.
And I can think of time when families all lived together
Four generations in one house
And the table was full of good food
And friends and neighbors . . . .
And I wish all the people I love the most
Could gather in one place
And know each other and love each other well . . .
As she sang these lyrics about longing for more time together with friends and that togetherness of all she loves in one place, I realized that this was the true cause for my sadness. I'm longing for Heaven -- family and friends gathered together, joy and love expressed so fully, celebrating the One who authored it all. These are the best parts of Christmas. And this is Heaven.
I no longer have to feel bad for having a bit of after-Christmas blues. It just reminds me what I really long for -- my forever home.
But there's far more to life for us. We're citizens of high heaven! We're waiting the arrival of the Savior, the Master, Jesus Christ, who will transform our earthy bodies into glorious bodies like his own. He'll make us beautiful and whole with the same powerful skill by which he is putting everything as it should be, under and around him. Philippians 3:20-21, The Message
As I entered the door of my home that night, I heard Baby Girl's running feet as she joyfully announced "Mommy's hooooooooome!"
My heart soars at her exuberant love, and I think of another forever day when we will each hear an even better, and final, version of welcome home.