Seeing Stars

Are you seeing stars? Often when someone takes a severe blow to the head, or if feeling faint, they describe the incident as seeing stars. That is something we would all like to avoid. Yet, on this July 4th, we should gladly see stars, stripes and celebrate!

America is a grand place to live and I am proud to call it home; yet, I know my real dwelling place awaits me. “In My Father’s house are many dwelling places; if not, I would have told you. I am going to prepare a place for you (John 14:2 HCS).”  

He is preparing an eternal home place for you and me. The One who hung the stars in place wants us to be with Him and is personally setting everything in place, awaiting our arrival. Today I will salute the stars and stripes. In heaven, I will bow before my Savior.

Open House

Pamper me please; it is a great honor to be a special guest. The perfect host or hostess prepares for our arrival in advance and we accept their warm welcome. Likely, we have little or no idea how much time and effort the host dedicated to our stay. They set aside time to cook, clean and decorate and we reap the rewards.

An Open House event is a major project. The invitation list may be extensive; yet the one holding the event has no idea how many may accept and attend on the scheduled date. Jesus is preparing a new home for you and me. He knows all ; we must not disappoint Him.

In My father’s house are many dwelling places; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself, that where I am, there you may be also (John 14:2-3 NAS).” Wipe your feet on the welcome mat!

This Old House

In the neighborhood where I live, I have one neighbor who likes to cause trouble. He picks the fruit from my trees, chops down my shade trees, and mows down my flowers.

He dumps trash in my yard, reads my mail, steals my packages from the delivery man, tries to tell me all the neighborhood gossip about my friends, and does his darnedest to make me mad.

Forever prowling around the premises, he tries to sneak in the windows and get his foot in the door, attempting to steal my belongings. So I put an alarm system on all the doors and windows.

He likes my house and wants to live here, but I’m under a lease contract for a single dweller. He can’t have it and he certainly isn’t going to move in with me! But he still continues to try to take it away from me.

It’s a comfortable old house, though it’s not the most beautiful on the block nor is it the biggest. The landlord was very generous in his lease, so I appreciate what I have, even if a few structural changes are needed.

A few of its rooms have become dusty and overcrowded and need remodeling. Some of the junk needs to be put out with the trash. Some rooms are in a constant state of upheaval; others just need rearranging.

The windows have become a little foggy, so they’re not as easy to see through as before. Some of the shingles are falling off the roof, while some of the fence pickets are missing. A few of the hinges have become a little rusty and don’t work as well as they used to, but the landlord I lease from said he would make all the necessary repairs. I know he will, for he is a man of his word. However, he does have a busy schedule, so I’m just patiently waiting my turn.

I thought it might be time to move, but he says I can stay a while longer, if I do some of the maintenance work. I do look forward to moving, though, because I’ve had my eye on this perfect, little cottage that’s being built. I’d really like to move there some day…there’s no traffic, no noise, the air is clean, great neighbors, the scenery is beautiful, and best of all, no more Mr. Meany!

I’ve called ahead to see if it was ready but they tell me they’re still working on it. Well, I guess I can wait a little longer. I’m not really finished renovating this one!

“For we know that when this tent we live in now is taken down-when we die and leave these bodies-we will have wonderful new bodies in heaven, homes that will be ours forevermore, made for us by God himself and not by human hands.” (2 Cor. 5:1 TLB)

~~Blessings, Lynn~~