SUNDAY SERMON The sermon this morning was “Home Sweet Home” and it hit home. I know he was talking to the congregation, but I felt as though he was speaking directly to me. Pastor Johnson spoke of how he and his family move every three or four years, just like I did in the military. So, his question was, “Where is home”? What I took from his words were that home is wherever you are at the time – with family and friends. You can make a house a home with family. You can make anyplace home with family and friends. I guess MCL, Valley Grill, Turkey Run Inn, all the restaurants I go to with family and friends, is my home at that moment. We are sitting down at the dining room table for dinner, as a family, just like we would do at our home. Chuck Ross has sort of said that to me many times. Today it really hit home. However, Pastor Johnson also spoke of another home awaiting us. A home we wouldnt have to move from ever again. A home with all of our family and friends together again. It is God’s home. I’ll be ready to go home when He calls me. I am going to call and make an appointment to meet with Pastor Johnson and discuss how to make my home with God. Just like our book, I want to do it right. I don’t want to just do it. I don’t want to skip over things. I want to understand. In an earlier post, I told you I never gave up on God, but I did give up on the institution of the Church. Now I have a belief in a church. It’s a good one for Linda and me. We’re happy there. The people are friendly. They play old time hymns. It’s what we want. I hope that what I am about to say doesn’t upset anyone, but it is just me. It’s who I am. I don’t think I will be a “Bible Thumper”; an in-your-face pushy sort of person. At the same time, I won’t be embarrassed or ashamed of my new found faith either. I will just follow the “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you”, rule of life. I believe God showed me the way home. All of you with your thoughts and prayers reinforced what He was trying to show me. He, and you, changed me and gave me a heart that aches with each sad story and rejoices with each success. He gave me an opportunity to be a better person and actually do something really good in helping others cope with their problems. He can take my cancer away and make me wait until the street lights come on to go home. Whether I go home tomorrow, next week, next month or next year, I will be ready to sit down to that Sunday fried chicken dinner with my mother, grandmother, aunt and uncle and my brother. I don’t think I’m going home right away. I believe God will grant me the time to help finish His use of me to change the world in some small way and be the person He intended me to be.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 22:23:02 +0000
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