Displaced

Since I'm traveling I keep incurring this feeling of being displaced.
Each time, luckily, it's been very short as in the time between the flight arriving and check in at the hotel but it's such a disconcerting feeling to be there, with all your baggage, and have no place to call home; which makes finally holding a hotel key card in my hand even more precious because now I have a place (even if it's only till 10 the next morning...)
Scripture refers to as "strangers and pilgrims" (1 Peter 2:11, Hebrews 11:13) which makes us a displaced people if you would because this world is not our home.
I forget that.
I get comfortable here on this earth and in this culture that acts as if there is no God when I know there is and I know Him as Father.
I am not at my intended destination.
I am not meant to feel at home here for I am still on my way. And someday I will be to where there is a place for me at the table and my Father waits for me with open arms and once and for all I will lay all my burdens down and then I will be home.
Steven Curtis Chapman has captured this idea in his fantastic song, Not Home Yet
To all the travelers
Pilgrims longing for a home
From one who walks with you
On this journey called life's road
It is a long and winding road
From one who's seen the view
And dreamt of staying on the mountains high
And one who's cried like you
Wanting so much just to lay down and die
I offer this, we must remember this
We are not home yet
We are not home yet
Keep on looking ahead
Let your heart not forget
We are not home yet
Not home yet
So close your eyes with me
And hear the Father saying, "Welcome home"
Let us find the strength
In all His promises to carry on
He said, "I go prepare a place for you"
So let us not forget
We are not home yet
We are not home yet
Keep on looking ahead
Let your heart not forget
We are not home yet
We are not home yet
Keep on looking ahead
Let your heart not forget
We are not home yet
I know there'll be a moment
I know there'll be a place
Where we will see our Saviour
And fall in His embrace
So let us not grow weary
Or too content to stay
'Cause we are not home yet
We are not home yet
Not home yet
So let us journey on
We are not home yet
We are not home yet
Keep on looking ahead
Let your heart not forget
We are not home yet
Not home yet

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