Sunday, July 27, 2008

Come Home To Me

COME HOME TO ME

In July 2007, I went on a three day prayer retreat . I traveled with two of my friends who wanted to rest in the Lord and of course talk, laugh and eat. We went to the island of Lanai and stayed at the Koele Lodge. My friends had previously visited the island and stayed at the Lodge. For me, it was the first time. Before the trip, God interrupted my thoughts several times and told me that on the trip I would be coming home. I didn’t know what that meant. Upon my arrival at the Lodge I thought maybe He meant the trees, mountains and cool freshness of the place. My dream would be to have a home in the mountains with lots of trees. Some how though I instinctively knew that He meant something else.

The first afternoon at the Lodge we decided to go on our own and find a quiet place to be with God. My friends quickly found their places. I couldn’t settle anywhere. That in it self perturbed me. Here I was in a beautiful , dream of a place and I couldn’t find that spot to curl up. I finally went back to my room and sat on the window seat. I began to write and asked Him what He had meant regarding me “coming home.” He didn’t answer me. So I praised Him and thanked Him. And, as I started to read scripture, He said: “You came home.” Instantly, I knew what He meant. I hadn’t been reading the Bible and praying as much as I should . How sad and dumb is that. I had drifted away from Him without fully realizing I had done so. I became busy with other activities and some of them were His work. However, to live this life I need my relationship with Him. A relationship where I sit in the quiet with Him, read his word and hear His voice everyday. I repented and asked for forgiveness. The next three days with Him were rich with peace because I spent time with Him. I was rested and my life was ever so full. I had come home to my Father’s House.

In John , Jesus spent a lot of time teaching his disciples before His death and resurrection. Since we know that Jesus came with limited time and great purpose, teaching must be important. He wants to teach us and He calls to us as His disciples, to teach us so we can come to His likeness and minister to others. How will we be taught if we don’t spend time in the His word and praying? It simply follows: the more time spent with God the more we will learn from Him.

Look at John 14:23

“If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make our home with him.” Do you want to live in His promise?

Jesus says, “I am the bread of life; I am the light of the world; I am the gate; I am the good shepherd; I am the resurrection and the life; I am the way and the truth and the life; and I am the true vine.” I don’t think it gets any better then this: “To be with and learn from the One who is all those things: the One who preexisted and the One with eternal deity.” Why would we chose not to spend time with Him?

My dear brothers and sisters Come Home To Him.

Dear Father,
I stand before you today and tell you that I want to “Come Home.” I want to keep Your word and have the life that You intended for me and my family. I know that You are sitting in my living room everyday waiting to spend time with me. I don’t want to walk past You anymore. I lay down the distractions of my life and choose You. Make your home with me. Amen

2 comments:

The Kman said...

I repent LORD, I too need to come home. I need to open the Word more than open my PDA.

K

cd808 said...

Wow so good! Sitting still to hear the Lord is still a challenge to me. I am learning what that truly means.

I have been so a part of the world and it's culture of being bombarded with activity 24/7. Even sleeping with the tv or radio or ipod on. Geez how can God get a word in edge wise? So I turn off my tv, my radio, my ipod unless he calls me to use it in worship. Although it just may be that just singing to my Papa is much more pleasing to Him.(off key and all) The silence is at first awkward, unfamiliar, sometimes almost painful, then as my spirit relaxes my mind quiets and I can breath. The Holy Spirit begins to break through the silence and the reward is His wonderful presence that compares to no other stimulus in this natural world. Whew made it home. Thanks for the reminder.