According to the small screen on the back of the
seat in front of me as I write this I am cruising in a Boeing 767 at an
altitude of 31,944 feet and at an airspeed of 544 mph somewhere over the central
part of Brazil. I’m pretty sure the Amazon River is somewhere beneath me at
this very moment. It won’t be long now until I can wave out my window and Hugo
Chavez as we pass over Venezuela. I’m sure he’ll be watching, hah! The point is
I’m headed home. Home to my sweet wife Terri, my beautiful daughter Stephanie
& favorite son-in-law TJ. Home to my wonderful church family at Plymouth
Heights and of course, my home. There’s no place like home! Dorothy had it
right when she clicked her scarlet slippers together and uttered those famous
words “There’s no place like home!” Home to my bed, to my favorite chair, my
workshop and my coffee! I have really had a great week of working and preaching
in the very beautiful country of Brazil but now I’m headed home. Something
about home isn’t there? Nowhere else on earth where you feel the way you do
there. Nowhere else on earth where you are treated quite the same way, but
home! Now where else you can relax, be yourself and feel truly, well, at home
but home!
This has been a long trip and this is a long
flight, and did I mention that I’m headed home? Not long after we took off from
Sao Paulo I began filling out the customs forms for my arrival in about eight
hours or so. As I worked on the form it got me to thinking about what I needed
to declare when I arrive in Atlanta and go through customs. Not much for me,
just a few gifts that fall far below the limit of what I need to declare. But
what about our final destination? What do you have to declare on your journey
through life? What’s you baggage look like? Are you ready to have it inspected? C. S. Lewis in Mere
Christianity writes, “If you read history you will find that the Christians who
did the most for the present world were just those who thought most of the next.
It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that
they have become so ineffective in this.” Peter wrote to us, “Nevertheless we,
according to his promise, look for new heavens and a new earth, wherein
dwelleth righteousness. Wherefore, beloved, seeing that ye look for such
things, be diligent that ye may be found of him in peace, without spot, and
blameless. And account that the longsuffering of our Lord is salvation; even as
our beloved brother Paul also according to the wisdom given unto him hath
written unto you;” What does our spiritual passport say about how we are to be
found. Worth giving some thought to Eh?
Lets look again at the word home for a minute
since Dorothy brought it up. David in the Shepherds psalm closed the chapter
with this thought, “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of
my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.” Did you catch the
word dwell? To dwell in this sense means literally, to be at home. Isn’t that
great! The Shepherd is the Lord and if we know the Lord, when we finally get to
our destination we will be at home. What a comforting thought for those who
have lost loved ones to death, think of it, they’re at home! What a thought for
us as Christ followers, when we get to heaven, we’ll feel just like we are at
home! So, where’s home to you? What destination does your life’s passport point
you toward? I’m not just thinking
in the temporary sense here. I don’t mean your address, or what you pay taxes
on. But your real home, in eternity. Where you are headed when this life is
done. In one of his lighter moments, Benjamin Franklin penned his own epitaph.
He didn't profess to be a born-again Christian, but it seems he must have
influenced by Paul's teaching of the resurrection of the body. Here's what he
wrote: The Body of B. Franklin, Printer, Like the Cover of an old Book, Its
contents torn out, And stript of its Lettering and Guilding, Lies here, Food
for Worms, But the Work shall not be wholly lost: For it will, as he believ'd,
Appear once more, In a new & more perfect Edition, Corrected and amended by
the Author. Whether or not Franklin was a believer in Christ or not, he sure
had good insight into what happens when we die as a Christian.
In Valladolid, Spain, where Christopher Columbus died in 1506, stands a monument commemorating the great discoverer. Perhaps the most interesting feature of the memorial is a statue of a lion destroying one of the Latin words that had been part of Spain's motto for centuries. Before Columbus made his voyages, the Spaniards thought they had reached the outer limits of earth. Thus their motto was "Ne Plus Ultra," which means "No More Beyond." The word being torn away by the lion is "ne" or "no," making it read "Plus Ultra." Columbus had proven that there was indeed "more beyond." What’s beyond for you? Are you headed home? According to Dorothy and the bible, there’s no place like it!
"On The Way Home!"
"Coffee fields in the background..... I Love Brazil!"
"With a student from the Bible College in Campinas"
"Hard at work, did I tell you it was HOT!!!"