On My Way Home

We have dwelling places on earth, but they are temporary.  My true home is in another spiritual dimension.  I am not of this world—I am just passing through on my way to a magnificent place called heaven, not made with human hands.

The Bible tells us that God has prepared this beautiful place for His children.  My finite mind can only begin to imagine what the Creator of all things has planned for those who have accepted His Son as Lord and Savior.  In my attempt to grasp heaven’s infinite majesty, I can barely skim the surface of its glory.

God has blessed us with a lovely habitat here on earth to house our physical bodies.  Yet the souls that inhabit these bodies will spend eternity somewhere else after our brief stay here.  This life is like a dressing room for eternity.

Are your garments of praise prepared for the journey home?  Or are they still hanging in the wings while you decide where home will be?

How we live in this earthly body—hopefully in service to the only begotten Son of God, Jesus—determines the destiny of our soul.  It will be heaven, or the other place prepared for Satan and the one-third of the angels who rebelled against God.

Whether I live to be a hundred years old or my time comes sooner, I am on my way home to be with the Lord who died on the cross for my sins.  He alone made it possible for us to inherit heaven.

As Scripture declares in Acts 4:12, “Nor is there salvation in any other, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.”

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Papa Boyd