It is said that at any given time, one-third of the residents of Hot Springs Village are traveling. We travel by car, motorhome, motorcycle, or fly to our destination. The destination may be a national park, a friend’s home, or maybe a second home for those seasonal getaway trips. Wherever it is, we enjoy our travels.
Several years ago, during the heat of the summer, my wife and I took a 6,700-mile motorcycle trip out to the west coast, up the Pacific Coast Highway ending up at Glacier National Park. We stayed in some very nice hotels along the way, some average ones, and even one without air conditioning! Luckily there was an ice-cold river flowing from the Rockies behind us to cool the summer temperatures at night. As exciting as the trip was, and seeing all the beautiful places along the way, it was so very nice to arrive back in our home. There’s nothing like being under your own roof! Like Dorothy said as she clicked her heels together, “There’s no place like home.”
As we approach Holy Week, I’m reminded Jesus was on a journey of several miles with the end coming soon. He had been baptized in the Jordan River, traveled to the northern kingdom to do the majority of His ministry around the Sea of Galilee area, was transfigured, walked on water, healed the blind, the leprous, and even raised the dead on three different occasions. I’m certain Jesus stayed with many friends during His ministry, but never in a place He would call His own. In a response to one gentlemen who said he would follow Jesus wherever He went, Jesus replied, “Foxes have dens, and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay His head.” He knew He would have no roof under which to rest His head He could call His own.
How should we treat our life here on earth? Even though we are on our own mission, we still have homes to enjoy, feel safe in, and our own pillows to lay our heads upon. But are they truly our home?
We find our answer in Hebrews 13:14: “For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.” While we may live a very long time here, relatively speaking, it is only for a blink of an eye. Our forever home is waiting for all of us, and it will be beyond our wildest imaginations.
Jesus knew His home was not here, but in Heaven. Yet that did not stop Him from touching lives each and every day for the Father’s kingdom. We are all travelers in this life. Let us touch as many lives as we can on this journey and remember, there’s no place like our forever home!