You know you are feeling melancholy when you drop your college boys off to catch a plane and decide you need to drive a different route back home in an attempt to divert the blues.
After almost 3 weeks of celebrating holidays, eating great food and having an all around wonderful time, we couldn’t ignore the calendar, the tickets and the call of life to return to ‘normal’. It was time to move on.
So, we sadly dropped them off, gave our hugs, said our “goodbye’s” and with bleary eyes, headed home with two empty seats in the back where the much loved passengers had been.
“Hey, how would you like to try a new route?” asked my typically-stressed-out-while-driving-in-busy-traffic type of hubby. Sounded good to me. After all, I have the easy part, enjoying the scenery and it would take us off the beaten path.
We meandered back along some winding roads and through some little towns and honestly were not totally sure where we were, but pretty certain we were headed in the right direction.
Coming from the flat lands in the Midwest, I am mesmerized by the beauty of the east. I can’t begin to take in all of the darling cottages and stone walls nestled against bubbling brooks and breathtaking forests. It is beyond quaint. It is everything I have ever seen in any eastern magazine.
But then there on both sides of the road we came to the fabulous estates. The mansions with gated driveways and sprawling architecture. Some looked like castles, others Tudor or Colonial style, but all of them magnificently huge.
I wondered as we drove, why would one ever need a house that large? What would you do with it? How could you even begin to live in all of it or would you? If I lived in that sort of a house, what would I do with it?
What a thought! Most certainly, I would fill it with everyone I loved the most! Every room would hold the people who brought me joy and delight to be in their presence. We would have tables of food, fireplaces with warmth and we would play games, sing and just enjoy being together.
As I imagined the picture, I realized that what would make it perfect is if no one ever had to leave. It would be like a party with all the people I loved that would go on forever and we would never have to part. My home would be their home, always.
And then Jesus words in John 14:2-6 came to mind:”My father’s house has many rooms,(mansions) if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me, that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”
It all came full circle. Jesus has the same desire. He wants those who love Him and who bring Him joy to be with Him in his house forever. He is preparing a place for them. He is getting it ready. Imagine His delight and excitement as He anticipates their arrival and He tends to each detail to make it the perfect setting.
Imagine entering that wonderful place knowing that all the love, joy, warmth and beauty of this house has been prepared for by Jesus himself? Think of the people who have delighted in Him, all being there together, living with Him forever, never having to say goodbye to each other again.
What a marvelous thought!
Sometimes taking a new path can bring about a new perspective.
Sometimes that perspective can be nothing short of heavenly!