Was it Dorothy from Baum’s The Wonderful Wizard of Oz who said, “There’s no place like home”?
I think so, but it has been a bit since I read it or watched the film.
But the statement is true for me.
My wife was busy fattening the girl deer up on bread from her hands.
And I fed and watched the birds come and feed on sunflower and other seeds from a feeder.
And I think of such times when I’m flying from place to place and look down upon cities electrified at night.
And tomorrow I will be able to gather with the saints at Sunday school and church as we open the Scriptures to the wonder-filled book of Esther wherein we will learn of heroism (Mordecai and Esther), read of romance/love, dangers and threats to the good in a world of pervasive evil, read of one of history’s true villains (Haman), and see how obedience to the Lord was repaid in a temporal sense via Purim but also eternally for the redeemed by the Lord’s presence.
Did I mention that I concur with Dorothy? There’s no place like home.
2 thoughts on “Love Coming Home”
I’ve been retired for over 20 years. During that time I have lived in the center of eleven wooded acres, I’ve lived on the side of a mountain, I’ve lived in the valley in the center of a small village, and now I live in a part of a thriving metropolis. I am surprised that my Saviour has allowed me to live this long. In each of the places I have mentioned, I lived in a house. Because my heart (wife) was in each house, it was home. As you and probably Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home.” It is more than just a place where you hang your hat! Thank you for your words of encouragement my brother, I love you and hope to see you in just a couple of hours.
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Well said, brother.