Home I have always been of the mind set that home is a place. Like my parents house was home, Ohio was home, here in Michigan is home. I recently recognized that some folks say "I stay at my parents house, or I stay in Ohio", you get the drift. I think they are more correct. Home is not my house. Home is absolutely where those I love dwell. Peace and love are found in the arms of family and friends. But every now and than, I get an unrest in my soul and I long for more than family or friends can deliver. Some day we will be home.....really home, but not now. Now we have a job to do. To be that follower of Jesus that will give those around us a small taste of what heaven is like. They should see heaven in me, in you. What a thought! We are ambassadors, yes you have all heard that before, but have you really thought about what that means? It means when people are with me I represent heaven. A place of peace, confidence, enjoyment, love, rest, knowledge, worship,
listen here, I know life is hard. If we can encourage each other and love each other, we can make it. Jesus is my strength and provision, let me help you get to know Him. ~love jackie