COMING HOME

Today's reading: Psalm 90-92

"Lord, through all generations you have been our home!" Psalm 90:1 NLT

Whether it was gathering with my sisters in our parents' ' fellowship hall' for a holiday weekend...

Or sitting with cousins on the stairs at my grandparents' house for a family meal, plates precariously balanced on our knees...

Or singing Christmas carols on the other Grandma's front porch until the windows fogged up whiling away the hours before 'Santa came'...

Or our intimate small table for three on our little farm with our nearest and dearest for a seldom-happening meal together...

There is nothing like 'coming home'.

And that's just what it feels like to fall into God's arms.

Either in celebration or exhaustion. In praise or in sobbing prayer. In abundance or in need.

He is our home. He is our place of respite. He is our centering compass point in a harried world.