The other day the goods that I had shipped from Dallas finally (after 3 months—but that’s another story!) got here. Books, books, (and a few more books) are on bookshelves. Pots and pans (for the gourmet cook that I am) are in cabinets. Clothes in closets. Pictures on the wall. And the clocks ….
Two of them decorate a wall in the living room of my flat. Two clocks. Two time zones. Greenwich Mean Time and U.S. Central Time. Aberdeen, Scotland, and Dallas, Texas. School and home.
It’s not just the peanut butter. Nor is it my now-sold house, or my garaged car. It’s not the blistering summers either, though I’ll take that any day to get away from the frigidity of this place.
Home is where my heart is, my family is, my friends are: the ones I’m accountable to, the ones I’m responsible for; the ones I pray for often, the ones I love. Brothers and sisters in Christ alongside whom many a battle has been fought, and with whom many a victory won. Where I know I am being prayed for, thought about, loved …. home!
Two of them decorate a wall in the living room of my flat. Two clocks. Two time zones. Greenwich Mean Time and U.S. Central Time. Aberdeen, Scotland, and Dallas, Texas. School and home.
It’s not just the peanut butter. Nor is it my now-sold house, or my garaged car. It’s not the blistering summers either, though I’ll take that any day to get away from the frigidity of this place.
Home is where my heart is, my family is, my friends are: the ones I’m accountable to, the ones I’m responsible for; the ones I pray for often, the ones I love. Brothers and sisters in Christ alongside whom many a battle has been fought, and with whom many a victory won. Where I know I am being prayed for, thought about, loved …. home!
Where I want to go ... soon ... home!
So … two clocks! One to keep me on time to go to school; the other to keep me in sync with “home”!
As I was putting these timepieces up, I couldn’t help but think of HOME—the Real One, where my mother is, where the saints of yesteryear are, where the ones I love will be, where I'm headed, where my “dwelling place” is, where there will no longer be any death, mourning, crying or pain, where my Savior is—the One who loved me and gave Himself up for me, so that it is no longer I ….
Two clocks. Temporal and eternal. Bound to earth, but heaven-bound. Two clocks.
Therefore if you have
been raised up with Christ,
keep seeking the things above,
where Christ is,
seated at the right hand of God.
Set your mind on the things above,
not on the things that are on earth.
For you have died
and your life is hidden
with Christ
in God.
Colossians 3:1–3
been raised up with Christ,
keep seeking the things above,
where Christ is,
seated at the right hand of God.
Set your mind on the things above,
not on the things that are on earth.
For you have died
and your life is hidden
with Christ
in God.
Colossians 3:1–3
Two clocks. Straddling two time zones. Two places. Already, but not yet.
Hang in there. We’re going HOME … soon ... and very soon! Be CLOCKwise!
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