Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Call Home

I got off my flight with a cramp in my leg, an empty stomach, a bad attitude, and three more hours to go.  And the connecting flight was late!

I set down my bags and called home.  Denalyn answered.  She’s always glad when I call.  We made no decisions.  We solved no problems.  We just talked.  And I felt better.  When we finished, Denalyn said, “I’m glad you called.”  And I hung up happy!   I can handle being a pilgrim as long as I can call home whenever I want.

It occurs to me Jesus needed to call home in the middle of the hassles as much as I did.  He needed a minute with Someone who would understand.  So He chatted with the One He loved; heard the sound of the home He missed.

And He was reminded when all hell breaks loose, all heaven draws near!   Maybe you should call home too!

From: In the Eye of the Storm

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