Casandra Martin

We sat in the airport in the wee hours of the morning. His flight had been delayed. We anxiously checked our phones waiting for word that he was finally home.

Our son has been gone for several months. Blessed with the opportunity to study abroad, he soaked in all of the lessons that come from seeing life from a different perspective. Language, history, art, and economics all took on richer, deeper hues as he experienced life outside of his comfort zone. Through it all, he met God around every turn. He saw Him in the haunted hunger of desperate refugees, felt Him in the zeal of persecuted Christians,  heard Him in hymns sung in a foreign tongue, and experienced His Oneness as he gathered around the communion table with brothers and sisters from other lands.

Through all of these moments, one thing permeated his trip. Coming home day. The truth that this was temporary, a reality to be explored and enjoyed for a short time, shaped every step he took. He slept, ate, played, learned, grew, loved, enjoyed, and experienced everything life offered there, but he always knew home was somewhere else.

C.S. Lewis once said, “If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”

My Jesus Resolution today is to remember that I am made for another world. As the song says, “This world is not my home. I’m just a passin’ through.” I want to soak in all of the blessings and lessons that God has for me in this place. I long to see Him around every corner and meet Him in the people and experiences He plants in my way. I also want to remember that, as wonderful, startling, amazing, and beautiful as this all is, it is all temporary. Coming home day is coming. I am going to let that truth set my perspective, priorities, and purpose. I belong in another world, and I can’t wait to go home.