No Home Down Here

It is just after midnight on Monday morning. I’m in bed, ready to go to sleep, but something is keeping me awake a little longer, and it’s the sting of something my youngest daughter said.

Haley said, “I don’t want to live in another house…I want a home.”

You see, she had come home from an over-nighter with some friends, and it was their house that got her attention. She noted the artistic way the place was decorated; the years of family photos that graced the walls; even a special area where one daughter’s paintings hung for all to see.

We live in a parsonage, the second one in ten years. The last place we lived was only a temporary stop until this parsonage was livable. All other places we’ve lived during her first 7 years of life were rentals.

The fact is, sadly, we live in a house, but we don’t have a home. My 17 year-old daughter has never lived in a place where family would always be, put down roots, and call it our own. We are nothing more than transients.

That’s the life of a bi-vocational pastor and his family, just trusting the Lord to keep a roof over our heads till we are asked to leave or God opens a door. Not very glamorous, for sure.

But, to be honest, there’s a lesson that’s not been lost on me during all this. Simply put, nothing on this earth will last forever, not even the deed to a home. No matter who we are, we’re all pilgrims in this world. As a matter of fact, living in a borrowed place down here just reminds me of how this world is not my home, I’m only passing through.

No, I don’t own a home down here, but at least I know where my real home is. One day I’ll go there, and you’re all invited. I bet my daughter will even be impressed with the way the Builder decorated it.

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7 responses to “No Home Down Here

  1. I totally understand where Haley is coming from – having moved with my family as a child as my father moved churches I remember thinking that I never wanted to move as an adult. In fact I have moved once and we have lived in our current home for 24 years. But as you say Anthony, this is all just temporary and we are transients just passing through.

  2. I understand how Haley feels as well! While my dad was not a pastor he was in the military and it was during the 60’s and 70’s and wartime! I never went to the same school longer than 1 1/2 years! I moved 15 times by age 12. We lived in base housing or in a trailer park because a trailer was cheaper to rent! I was always the new kid and never allowed myself the privilege of having a friend until much later. Even after my dad died in 1979 we had 10 days to move out so another family could move in…

    I am 55 years old now and the place that I live in currently have lived here for 10 years this December and it is the most amazing place and neighborhood that I have ever lived but it’s not my home! My home is waiting for me in a better and safe place! Streets of gold and no tears, no crime, only laughter, joy, peace, and many more things! I must remember that I am only an immigrant here on earth!

  3. Simple yet, profound. Thank you for sharing from your heart.

  4. FRANCESCAEVA

    How true. I struggle with financial challenges and being able to continue renting a home.

  5. My wife and I often talk about our absolutely beautiful place. But it’s not enough for us. We have come to realize that no matter how great a place we have here it is but a “tease” for our real home in eternity. we already have the deed and it’s paid in full…Thanks Jesus

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