Because strait is
the gate, and narrow is the way,
It was past, well past midnight as we made our way down the deserted highway topiano coversds our hometown.
My wife and I had been on a rather long journey and were beginning to grow weary. I was driving and my eyes were tired.
Our spirits weren't what you would call down, but we definitely could use a lift.
And the road we were traveling was all but empty.
An occasional flicker of light from an approaching vehicle brightened an otherwise dark and lonely drive.
When I felt like I just couldn't continue driving and my eyes felt as heavy as lead, we got the lift that we so needed...
...a sign indicated we were just a few miles from home.
A renewed sense of energy came over us and we perked up as we realized the journey was drawing to a much anticipated end. When we saw the marker that indicated we had made it to our road, our hearts almost leaped with joy.
I quickly turned my signal light on to turn and we headed down the road...
...the road that leads to home.
We arrived and what we knew all along was realized again...
...wow, there's just no place like home!
My friend, the road that a committed Christian travels on sometimes seems just as lonely as the one we found ourselves on that evening. Seems like there are few who are willing to travel the road of separation from the world, the road of all-out commitment to Christ Jesus.
And, sometimes, we get weak and weary on that road. Sometimes our spiritual eyes grow heavy. Sometimes our spirits get, not really down, but just need a lift. Yet, the road seems dark and deserted, with just an occasional flicker of light.
Sometimes it seems that we just cannot continue on another mile...
...and then Jesus gives us that lift. A sign, if you will, that we're not too far away from Home.
Oh, and the joy you and I can experience afresh and anew when we realize that our journey is drawing closer and closer to the end. The dark days will soon be behind us and if you look closely, my friend, if you look closely you can almost see signal lights blinking in the dark. You can almost hear Jesus whispering, "Don't stop, you're almost there."
You see, the road that we are traveling is the road that leads to home.
And I believe, yes, I believe with all of my heart, that when we arrive in that Heavenly Place and see Jesus face to face and feel the perfect peace and joy and begin our eternities with Him, that we will know in fullness that there is...
...just no place like home.
Just a few more miles, my friend. Just a few more miles.
Psalm 86:17 Shew me
a token for good; that they
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