There are beautiful things in this world, take this gorgeous view of Winter Wonderland we had yesterday for example. God's artistry is truly a sight to behold. When I see the snow trickling down, the barren trees lighting up in white, the squirrels going into hiding, I see glimpses of heaven, snapshots of a world far beyond my imagination that's yet to come. But yet, when I see death, destruction, and sadness ravaging humanity, or the enemy of my soul fighting arduously to erect a wall of separation between God and I, I can't help but declare, "All I know is I'm not home yet, this is not where I belong. Take this world and give me Jesus. This is not where I belong." That line speaks volumes to me because I know that whenever my heart feels heavy, my mind tired, and legs ready to give up, I remember, this is not my home. When I feel like I'm getting attached to earthly desires, possessions, and dreams to the point where it makes me lose my focus on Jesus, I remember, this is not my home. When I'm distracted, disconnected, and devoid of peace, I cling to Jesus and remember, this is not my home.
If you've ever felt an emptiness that nothing can satisfy, it's that longing, that yearning, that hope planted in the deepest part of your humanity that is crying out: this is not my home. May we constantly keep our eyes fixed on heaven and the beauty of a life yet to come.
Where I Belong by Building 429. This is the song where the line comes from. Enjoy!